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
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
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
At least when it all
Happened to me
I had what I’d call
The luxury
Of only having myself
To pull through this shit
And not have any kids
To help cope with it
Inconceivable
Mind
racing
Legs
pacing
Sheer
disbelief
At what
you’re
facing
(Originally Posted 12.02.2020)
I’ll meet him
Myself one day
When his childhood lens
Has fallen away
And I’ll explain
What happened to us
And we’ll see if you threw me
Under the bus
Vindictive Cow
I
wonder
what
you’ve
told him
Now
I’m
no
longer
there
Have
you
bothered
to tell
the truth?
Or
just
said
I no
longer
care?
(Originally Posted 19.12.2019)
Well I know exactly
What I think of you
All blotchy and balding
At forty two
Now I’m glad we split
At our old school gates
Back when I was seven
And you were eight
High School Reunions
I
wonder
what
You’d
think
of me
now
Fat,
forty
and
fucked
Would
you
still
love me
forever
Want
to be
together
whatever
Or be
thankful
for the
life
you
ducked
(Originally Posted 10.11.2020)
Nothing prepares them
For what’s to come
The devastation
And then some
All I can say
As I watch them have fun
Is just be there for them
When they are done
Piercing
It looks
like this
situation
I may have
misjudged
As not
once did I
think it
would hurt
this much
(Originally Posted 09.09.2019)
It’s sad that you have to endure
The same shit that I did
Remarks about your skin colour hurt
Especially when you’re a kid
Just know that you’re amazing
As you’re growing day by day
You’ll always be the better person
No matter what they say
I’ll keep my own counsel
As they say
And I won’t say a word
Until, that is,
He comes to find me
Then I’ll make sure my voice is heard
I
wonder
whatYou’d
think
of me
nowFat,
forty
and
fuckedWould
you
still
love me
foreverWant
to be
together
whateverOr be
thankful
for the
bullet
you
ducked
I
love
you
You
love
me
Let’s
make a
little
family
But try
not to
fuck
them up
Like our
folks did
to us
That way
they’ll be
fabulous
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
I am
so happy
to be
here
with
you
Because
you
like
writing
poetry
too
Although
you
just
press
random
words
And
I
like
using
rhyming
verse
I got lost on my
eighth birthday.
Sometimes
I wonder
what would’ve
happened,
if I’d never
been found.
Sticks and stones definitely break bones
And words have always fucking hurt
Stop feeding your kids this bullshit
It only makes things worse