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Random #122

“Sex is the consolation you have when you can’t have love.”

– Gabriel García Márquez

The T

As I sit here

All alone

And my tears

Begin to fall

I am reminded

Once again

Chamomile tea

Solves fuck all

Sceptical

You can tell me all you want

That you can hear him

But I’ll never believe it’s true

For if he was talking to anyone

From the ‘other side’

Then it would be me, not you

Xxx

Peace

It’s hard to explain what happens

When I’m standing alone up there

I’m just willing it all to end

To no longer have to care

I forget about everyone

And every little thing

It’s just me and the breeze

With the comfort it can bring

My mind is crystal clear

And I don’t hear a sound

As all of my focus is trained

On finally hitting the ground

Bottled Memories

I’m glad
I kept
your aftershave,
so that I
can wear
it too.

It’s the
only thing
that I
have left,
that keeps
me close
to you.

(Originally Posted 14.06.2019)

Pedestals

They say you don’t know

What you mean to people

Whom you may never see

Well all I can say

Is I hope and pray

That no one relies on me

Weak

I really am sorry

I cannot take your weight

For my arms are too broken

From carrying my own

Deprived

I
honestly
don’t
remember

When
I last
felt
human
touch

And
as
time
goes
on

I’ve
started
to
feel

That
I actually
don’t
mind
too
much

False Gods

Will
it
always
be like
this

She
said

Don’t
I deserve
a reprieve?

That
all
depends
on the
book

He
said

In
which
you
choose
to believe

I Hope So

Sing
to me
some
more

She
said

For
your
voice
I hold
so dear

I’ll
always
sing to
you

He
said

Even
when
I’m no
longer
here

Xxx

Trust Issues

Someone
once
told
me

It’ll
all be
OK in
the end

That
person
lied
to me

And
is no
longer
my friend

Granite

I wish
you were
with me

Gently
squeezing
my hand

Providing
me with
comfort

Helping me
understand

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

Schadenfreude

I know
I really
shouldn’t
laugh

At her
seemingly
heartfelt
epitaph

But I
know you
would’ve
had a giggle

At such
overwrought
sentimental
drivel

Xxx

Relief

As I
open
up my
scars

The
blood
flows
once
more

As I
begin
to see
stars

I fall,
sated,
to the
floor

The Soiree

It was
exactly
one year
ago

That we
were all
sat in
that tent

But there
was only
one who
truly
listened

To my
broken
hearted
lament

From that
day we’ve
kept in
touch

Developing
connections
of our
own

That’s
because
you chose
both of us

To reap
from the
seeds you
had sown

The Daily Mantra

Resist
that
urge

To
binge
and
purge

Put
the box
back
under
the bed

Before
the
demons
emerge

And
your
emotions
splurge

Find a
pen and
start
writing
instead

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