When I first started
Posting here
I was struggling
To hold on
A deep sadness
Had engulfed me
And all
Of my hope
Was gone
My partner
Of nigh on
Twenty years
Had died
Just four months
Before
My heart
Was broken
And my life, then,
A token
That I was failing
To endure
Because, you see,
He'd been taken
From me
In the most horrific way
To witness
If you've never seen it
I can tell you,
With feeling,
Cancer
Is a cunt
Of an illness
So I began
To write again
As a way
To express
My emotions
Thinking,
At best,
I might get
Some rest
If I recorded
My rambling notions
I knew
From the start
Some readers
Would baulk
At what I had
To lay bare
Suicidal thoughts
And self harm,
Of course,
All referenced
Without a care
But I had to be
Authentic
To me
And reflect
What I
Was feeling
Even though I knew
The words
I'd spew
Might leave
More sensitive readers
Reeling
And yet here
I have found
Such a welcoming crowd
Who've helped me
Hugely
When times were tough
For their patience,
Kindness,
And understanding
I could never
Thank them
Enough
So if you find
From here on in
That I am not posting
As often
Please know that you are,
In no small part,
The reason
I've started
To soften
As for me
Well, I will see
If I can continue
To reduce
My pain
But I will take
Some comfort
And feel
A little triumphant
Knowing,
At least,
I entertained
❤️
My Day In Court
You will do it
Again one day
Hurt someone else
In the same way
And when you do
I’ll be there to say
You deserve to hang
Without delay
Criminal
We all
do bad
things
sometimes
Yet not
everyone
is made
to pay
But while
you will
never
admit your
crimes
Just know
the truth
will out
one day
(Originally Posted 06.11.2019)
Random #233
“Life isn’t as serious as the mind makes it out to be”
– Eckhart Tolle
09.08
Three years on
From writing this
And that strength still eludes me
Don’t get me wrong
I can, at times, be strong
But my future still looks pretty gloomy
08.08
So it’s another birthday
And what a day it has been
If I’d have known last year
What I know now
I would have jacked it all in
But I suppose now it’s time
At this ripe old age
And much to my chagrin
To find a way of moving forward
And discover the strength within
(Originally Posted 09.08.2019)
God, I’m Good
Nearly two and a half
Thousand posts
And yet I can still
Surprise myself
Perhaps poetry
Is my future, actually,
So I shouldn’t just leave it
On the shelf
Circling
Like
vultures
Eyeing up
the bones
Of those who
went before us
Now rotting
on the stones
(Originally Posted 14.05.2020)
‘Somebody That I Used To Know’
There’s nothing left to say
She said
Now my future is on track
You once took my breath away
She said
But now I want it back
Cruel To Be Kind
I will not
Say yes now
Just like I didn’t
Then
I’ve always known
It wasn’t
For me
Even
Way back when
A Passport To Happiness
We’re going on a journey
She said
So be sure to pack your case
Maybe if we leave now
He said
The past we can erase
At 2,000 Posts (2)
‘Oh no, I’ve said too much.
I haven’t said enough…’
– Michael Stipe
At 2,000 Posts (1)
‘The record shows
I took the blows
And did it my way’
– François / Revaux / Anka
Out Of The Blue
I woke up with a smile
Today
All the bad feeling
Had gone away
It actually felt
Like it was the start
Of gluing back together
My broken heart
Failure
I pride myself on my planning
I write lists day after day
I schedule my time wisely
So that nothing gets in the way
I prepare for every eventuality
Without a pause for breath
But the one thing I didn’t account for
Was your untimely death
Xxx
Sláinte!
New friends
Old friends
Friends I’ve yet to meet
I hope and pray
One day you’ll say
That I was right up your street
Peace Time
I have no interest in going back
Or to stroll down memory lane
I just want this war to end
And to move on from all this pain
Is The Third Time The Charm?
I think I could learn to trust you
She said
I’m beginning to find the way
Well, I really cannot tell you
He said
How much that makes my day
On The Lookout
Life without you recently
Certainly has been gloomy
Even if my heart is now
That little bit more roomy
Until Then…
This is not our goodbye
It’s just a fond farewell
For we both know
We’ll meet once more
As we both burn in hell
The Path Of Darkness
Now you’ve led me again
Onto the path of darkness
Who knows how this will end
Last time all that was left
Was sparseness
And we couldn’t even be friends
After The Exorcism
Things should be better now
He said
They certainly shouldn’t be worse
I really hope so
She said
For I can’t live with this curse
Sliding Doors
There will be someone out there
He said
That will be the one for you
What if he’s already gone
She said
I don’t believe there can be two
Honesty At Year Three
So today marks the beginning
Of WordPress year three
Happy two year anniversary to me
Quite a lot has changed
Since that first post
Not least the number of people
Seemingly engrossed
In reading my innermost thoughts and feelings
Which I admit even now
I have a hard time believing
For there are far more talented writers here than me
Whose focus isn’t madness, sadness or profanity
Yet as I’ve looked back over posts of the past
I see my words gradually getting lighter
Perhaps this is due, in part,
To my life being that little bit brighter
So, I hear you ask, will my future posts just become asinine?
Well, I suppose, your guess is as good as mine
But one things for sure
You’ll still find me here beneath the armour
Writing, posting and chatting
As your ever grateful Little Charmer
My Younger Self
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I say?
Well done for putting up with this bullshit every day
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I see?
A weary acceptance that life isn’t all it’s cracked up to be
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I feel?
An overwhelming sadness that time will never heal
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I do?
Tell them to pack a bag and run away with you
(Originally Posted 24.07.2019)
Fate
I wish I’d never met you.
Life would be easier then.
If I’d never met you
I wouldn’t have to forget you.
And I would be happier then.
(Originally Posted 09.03.2019)
Random #18
‘You could have achieved so much more, if you weren’t so fucking insecure’
– Me
(Originally Posted 19.07.2019)
Cheats Never Prosper
If there’s one thing I’ve learned
It’s that you can’t skip the stages
Even if moving forward
Feels like it’s taking fucking ages
If you jump too far forward
You only fall further back
And all you do is store your pain
For further down the track
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