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

Another Wasted Day

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)

Thick Skin

There’s
that
old
phrase

‘Least
said,
soonest
mended’

Well
please
feel
free

To say
what you
want
to me

I’ll
never
be
offended

Torn

How will you know

She said

If it’s her or me?

I have no idea

He said

Confusedly

The Sage

Tell me
how
you do
it

She
said

How
do you
stay so
strong

I
don’t
really
know

He
said

I make
it up
as
I go
along

Story Time

You don’t
laugh much
do you

He
said

I’ve hardly
ever seen
you smile

Perhaps
you might
understand

She
said

If you
sit with
me awhile

If I’m Honest

I
expected
better
from
you

I
thought
you at
least had
a backbone

I guess
you’ve
got more
to lose
than me

If
you had
to go
through
life alone

The Reveal

You should
talk more,
he said,
open up
about
how you
feel

It’s not
possible,
she said,
for it’s
not my
secret to
reveal

Misled

You say
it’s not me,
it’s you.

But
you’re
a liar.

And we
both know
that’s true.

Mastermind

Please
answer
my
question

Instead
of
avoiding
it

And
try to
be
honest

Instead
of
this
bullshit

Witchcraft

I thought
talking
would make
it easier

But if
anything
it’s made
it worse

It seems
there’s
nothing
I can do

To rid
myself
of this
curse

The Looking Glass

Looking at you
Looking at me

I wonder how
far into
my soul
you can
really see

Looking at me
Looking at you

I wonder
if I’ll ever
believe
what you
say is true

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