I know
That we
Have
Hardly
Spoken
But my
Insides
Are now
Broken
And what
Is left
Merely
A token
Of the
Woman
I used to be
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I know
That we
Have
Hardly
Spoken
But my
Insides
Are now
Broken
And what
Is left
Merely
A token
Of the
Woman
I used to be
Even if
You love me now
There’s no way
That it can last
For I know my luck
And I’ll fuck it up
Losing all
That we have amassed
If I could love anyone
She said
Then it would be you
But what’s inside me now
Is broken
And there is nothing
I can do
It's like now
He's gone
We're missing
The glue
And the bond
Is broken
Between me
And you
On this, the day, for Valentine’s
I can’t help but feel
I’ve lost my mind
For there is no peace
That I can find
Now my heart is dead
And my eyes are blind
I’ll always be like this
She said
Of that I have no doubt
Because there isn’t enough goodness
She said
To drive the badness out
It doesn’t matter
What you say
Because however much
You try
Nothing will ever
Hurt me now
As I am dead
Inside
All those little things
That you think matter
Mean literally nothing
When your heart is shattered
Flowers
You never
once
bought
me flowers
Which used
to make
me mad
Now I don’t
give a fuck
about any
of that stuff
I just
want you
back
(Originally Posted 20.10.2019)
To
patch
it up
But
alas
it seems
I was
out of
luck
The Life Raft
Full
of
holes
As
it
rocks
Against
the
shoals
(Originally Posted 04.06.2020)
Four years ago
You left my side
And I still feel fucking sick
Even though I know
Death is inevitable
I still blame you, you prick
Xxx
Testing, testing one two three
Now I’ve changed domain names
Can you still see me?
I’m done soul searching
I’ve tried my best
And I can’t find it
I really did love you, you know
I wish I’d told you so before
And now you’re gone
Nothing can be done
But to regret it
Forevermore
Xxx
‘I get along without you very well,
Of course I do.
Except perhaps in spring.
But I should never think of spring,
For that would surely break my heart in two’
‘The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel.
I broke something, Old Man.
How badly is it broken?
It’s in a million little pieces.
I’m afraid I can’t help you.
Why?
There’s nothing you can do.
Why?
It can’t be fixed.
Why?
It’s broken beyond repair. It’s in a million little pieces.’
– James Frey
Walk down the aisle with me?
She said
The bakery aisle, that is
I thought you were being serious
He said
And my heart just skipped a beat
Xxx
Nearly twenty years together
And what do I have to show
Just a blackened heart
Now we’re three years apart
And sadness the status quo
Xxx
I wouldn’t thank you
For diamonds
And I don’t care
About pearls
I couldn’t give
Less of a shit
For all the stars
In the world
I just want you
Back here with me
If only
For a minute
For my life
Has lost it’s sparkle
Without you
Still in it
Xxx
I always thought
We’d empty the bucket
Before you actually
Kicked it
Xxx
I guess I should be better now
Is that what you’re trying to say
I should be all sweetness and light
Having locked the darkness away
Well I’m sorry to disappoint you
But that’s not how this shit works
Time doesn’t heal all wounds
In fact it makes it worse
See whilst the world moves itself on
I fall further and further behind
For the pain of his loss is lifelong
And to that I am resigned
Xxx
If I can’t give you
All of my heart
Would you be happy
With just one piece?
You can have the bit
That’s dead to me
And I’ll keep the part
That beats
It’s funny how
The world went on
Like it didn’t miss
The fact you’d gone
Xxx
It’s only when you lie
I find
That my pain goes away
But when you tell the truth
I find
I don’t know what to say
I do not come here
Every week
Looking for praise or reward
For I don’t deserve
Any of those things
Of that I have been assured
So near
Yet so far
All that’s left
Is this scar
Nothing more
Nothing less
Other than life
In this mess
Do you think you can trust again
He said
Perhaps offer a little reprieve?
There really is no point
She said
As people always leave
It’s four twenty five in the afternoon and I’m still lying in bed.
Trying, in vain, to sleep away the thoughts inside my head.
Perhaps I should get up and go out for a bracing walk instead.
It has to be better than staying in here and wishing I was dead.
(Originally Posted 22.06.2019)
Do as I say
Not as I do
I wouldn't
want this pain
Inflicted
on you
(Originally Posted 10.03.2019)
Broken bottles
Broken bones
Broken hearts
Broken homes
Take
that
look
off
your
face
You
can
hardly
be
surprised
You
know
my heart
cannot
race
And
I’m
dead
behind
the
eyes
If
we
really
were
your
family
Then
why
the
fuck
did
you
leave?
There’s
no
point
crawling
back
here
now
Begging
for a
reprieve
Remember
When you said
You’d never leave me
And you lied?
Well,
Fuck you
I’ve
never
thought
of myself
as strong
But I
suppose
I have
stuck
it out
this
long
Although
somewhat
broken,
bloodied
and
bruised
I’m
very
much
still
here
to light
the fuse
I
remember
like
it
was
yesterdayAll
the
doctors
had
walked
awayAnd
it was
just
me
and
youHolding
hands
in
that
hospital
roomXxx
One
touch
Is
not
enough
You
need to
give
more
For
my
heart
to
thaw
If there was
another way
of dealing
with this shitI wish
now that I
could’ve
chosen itThen I
wouldn’t have
relied so
much on youAnd your
heart wouldn’t
also be torn
in two
It
just
fucking
hurts
I’m
scared
that
the
spell
is
now
broken
and
our
future
conversations
will
just
become
a
token
not
only
of the
connection
we once
shared
but
also
of
the
souls
that
we
once
bared
Batter me,
Shatter me,I don’t matter, me.
Clatter me,
Scatter me,I just don’t matter, me.
The kindness of others never ceases to amaze me…
…But my inability to replicate it does.
You wish you could fix me,
But you can't.
I wish I would let you,
But I won't.
Atrophied. Abandoned.
Bleak. Barren.
Crumpled. Cracked.
Dark. Dank.
Embittered. Enraged.
Failed. Forgotten.
Garotted. Gutted.
Hateful. Haunted.
Indignant. Idle.
Jagged. Jaded.
Knocked. Knotted.
Longing. Lost.
Maudlin. Morose.
Nightmarish. Numb.
Obstructed. Obliterated.
Paralysed. Prone.
Quiet. Queasy.
Rotten. Ravaged.
Stolen. Shattered.
Traumatised. Tainted.
Unloveable. Undone.
Violated. Vanquished.
Weeping. Wasted.
Xxx
Yearning. Yawning.
Zero.
You must try harder, he says.
Harder to smile,
Harder to laugh,
Harder to forgive,
Harder to forget,
Harder to live again,
Harder to love again.
You must try harder, he says.
I can’t, she whispers
I’m sorry.