Through
The stink
Of stale beer
And smoke
I close
My eyes
And try not
To choke
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Through
The stink
Of stale beer
And smoke
I close
My eyes
And try not
To choke
I think it’s unfair
To suggest
I use my childhood
As a shield
When, in fact,
It’s the way they act
That makes me
Unwilling
To yield
Now I know
Why you left
Time
And time again
It wasn’t because
I wasn’t enough
You just couldn’t
Stand the pain
You cannot say
You didn’t know
Or that I wasn’t clear
When I said no
The fact that you
Were “just a kid”
Will never justify
What you did
So much the same
Between me and you
But it’s okay
I’ve buried it too
I hear you shout
Through the wall
And realise you don’t
Love her at all
Then I see you fight
From my bed
And know you won’t stop
Until she’s dead
What I’ve got for you depends
He said
On if you’ve been bad or good
I couldn’t give a fuck
She said
And haven’t since childhood
I’ve always felt
Misunderstood
Wrong, somehow
And not much good
But I’ve come to learn
As I have aged
I wasn’t born this way
I was made
Please don’t act
Like you asked
When you
Just fucking took it
There’s no hiding the fact
It wasn’t lawful contact
However
You fucking put it
Based on a true story this
From when I was about six or seven
I stole some sweets
So the owner called the police
In order to teach me a lesson
I have always felt
He was a little harsh
And his reaction was over the top
But I guess I learned then
Never to steal again
Well, at least not from his shop
Cops & Robbers
Caught with
my hands
in the
sweetie jar
I retreat,
shamefaced,
when I
hear a
police car…
Who the
fuck has
called
the cops?
I only
stole
a few
pear
drops…
(Originally Posted 11.08.2019)
She taught me everything I know
Both for the good and for the bad
Still, I cannot help but love her
As she’s the only mother I’ll have
Nature Vs Nurture
The
packet
cracks
As
the
tablet
snaps
And I
glug it
down
with
water
My
body
contracts
As
I face
the
facts
That
I am my
mother’s
daughter
(Originally Posted 11.06.2020)
If only it was
An abyss we shared
Rather than you long gone
And me ill-prepared
Captives
Was it you
Or was it me
Who soldiered on
Too blind to see
It was always destined
To end like this
With both of us falling
Into the abyss
(Originally Posted 10.06.2021)
Remembered lines
From a TV show
That first aired
Thirty years ago
Some things never change
Impatience
“Kill me now…I can’t be arsed”
(Originally Posted 09.06.2019)
If I’d had a decent role model
Maybe I’d know what to do
But as my childhood was a debacle
I’ve got nothing to compare this to
The Reverse
I’ve never felt happiness,
I don’t know what it is.
I’ve never even seen happiness,
But I’m pretty sure it’s not this.
(Originally Posted 06.06.2019)
I’m not drunk
She says
It’s all in your head
I know you’re lying
She says
I’ve seen under your bed
Mother’s Ruin
As
the rot
starts
to set
in
I
pour
myself
another
gin
To
silence
the pain
in my
head
As
the
thoughts
seem to
shift
My
mood
starts
to
lift
And
I can
finally
get out
of bed
(Originally Posted 20.05.2020)
The simple things in life
It seems
Are not for the likes of me
All I feel I deserve
It seems
Is pain and misery
Arcadia
Here
I am
again
Sitting
all
alone
I don’t
like this
anymore
I just
want to
go home
(Originally Posted 09.05.2020)
It must be
The child in me
That tests people like I do
But if you could see
What happened to me
Then you’d be wary of people too
Friendship
Every time I make you laugh another part of me dies inside.
For you can never be the one to whom I can confide.
It’s my own fault, I know too well, as I should not try to pretend.
But if you could see past my facade, you’d make a cracking friend.
(Originally Posted 02.04.2019)
It doesn’t seem to matter
Who tries to talk me up
I cannot ever escape the feeling
That I am a total fuck up
It started when I was young
When I was told I was a peice of shit
That I’d never amount to anything
Despite whatever it was I did
Even into adulthood
That was always on my mind
Although I have since met people
Who are all supportive and kind
But now as I stand here
At another fork in my life’s tale
I just wish I could believe them
Instead of those who convinced me I’d fail
Flightless Bird
If only
I believed
you
Things
would be
so different
If only I
was who
you see
Life
could be
magnificent
(Originally Posted 14.03.2020)
It all goes back
To that one day
When you stole
My childhood away
Getting Your End Away
If I
hadn’t
been so
confused,
then.
I
wouldn’t
feel so
used,
now.
(Originally Posted 12.03.2020)
I fucking hate Christmas
Just like Christmas hates me
Walking on eggshells all day
Faking smiles around a tree
I learned when I was five
Santa doesn’t deliver for free
That he prefers ‘good little girls’
And the one he favoured that year was me
As an adult I’ve tried to make it better
To erase him from my memory
But I still fucking hate Christmas
Just like Christmas hates me
Just keep on walking
He said
And don’t you ever come back
Just stop fucking talking
She said
You’ve already won this attack
I looked you up online
Last night
And was disappointed
With what I found
It seems first loves
Almost certainly are
Best left
In the playground
Just because
What doesn’t kill me
Apparently
Makes me stronger
Doesn’t give you
An excuse
To hurt me
Any longer
If it takes a village to raise a child
Then my neighbours must have been out
Because I pretty much
Dragged myself up
Of that there is no doubt
Broken bottles
Broken bones
Broken hearts
Broken homes
Touch me again
And I’ll break your arm
For I’m older and stronger now
You can’t do me any more harm
Don’t you worry
I will never tell
How much you hurt me
And put me through hell
But not to keep
Your good name intact
But more to ensure
You never come back
Having to
grow up
happens
Whether
you care
for it
or not
And
I do
not
fucking
like it
I do
not
like it
one jot!
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
It’s
not
only
my
heart
that
bleeds
As
you
take
care
of
your
own
needs
The
figure
creeps
around
outside
As I
watch
the
darkness
descend
I lie
there
rigid,
fraught
with fear
As
I know
how this
will
end
How
can
you
be so
funny
He
said
And
at the
same
time be
so sad?
Well
you
would
be
too
She
said
If you
had
the
childhood
I had
Too busy to stop,
Too bored to stay.
Too broken to fight,
For yet another day.
I got lost on my
eighth birthday.
Sometimes
I wonder
what would’ve
happened,
if I’d never
been found.
“Kill me now…I can’t be arsed”