Tag: going out

That First Lockdown

It’s funny to look back now

And see when this was written

Only three short weeks before

The first lockdown in Britain

Who’d have known how much I’d rue

Those days when I couldn’t be arsed

As I’d hardly leave the house again

Until the following March

Pre Booked Fun

Are you
sure I
have to
come out
tonight

As I
really
can’t
be
arsed

Apart
from
anything
my face is
a fright

And the
will
to get
dressed
is sparse

(Originally Posted 07.03.2020)

7

Thoughts #7

Not sure if I’ll cope tonight

Going out is such a chore

Plus there’s a chance

You’ll force me to dance

And my head is already sore

3

Possibilities

I’m
going out
tonight

To
remind
myself
to live

I’m also
hoping to
forget

What I
know
I can’t
forgive

29

Catching Up

It
was
so
good
to see
you

But
now
I’m
glad
you’ve
gone

You
remind
me too
much of
my life
before

And
what
has
since
gone
wrong

4

Immovable

It’s like wading through a swamp. Trying to drag your limbs from quicksand. Pushing against an invisible wall, a colossal weight strapped to your back. Everything takes so much longer. So many hours are lost. Motivation is impossible to muster. Action comes only in waves. Trivial tasks are insurmountable and nothing makes sense.

I’ve become physically, mentally and emotionally immovable.

Please, send help.

4

Open Ending

It was quite nice talking to you last night.
I was able to forget, for a moment, that my heart is broken.

It felt good to laugh, to smile, to dance.
I thought I'd forgotten how to do those things.

I'm glad we randomly met last night.
But I'm also glad you left when you did.

Now I have the memory of our open ending,
To help mend my grieving heart.
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Booze (Pt 1)

I hope I find the answers I’m looking for at the bottom of this pint glass.

Otherwise putting make up on to leave the house tonight was a waste of time…

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