You can tell me ’til
You’re blue in the face
But there’s no way
That I’ll hear it
It may sound cliché
But for me to stay
You’ll just have
To let me feel it
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
You can tell me ’til
You’re blue in the face
But there’s no way
That I’ll hear it
It may sound cliché
But for me to stay
You’ll just have
To let me feel it
It really does
Beggar belief
How much
There is
To learn
About grief
The older I get
She said
I’ve realised
That the timing
Will never be right
You’ve just got to go for it
She said
And to not
Be so uptight
If only you
Were here to ask
To make up for the brains
I sorely lack
Then I’d still be here
Your avid learner
Taking it all in
Without a murmur
Now that all
The talking’s done
And those strategies
Have been deployed
It is time to face
The reality
I’ve tried so hard
To avoid
Now it’s just over
Four years for me
And although
I’ve learned a lot
I still couldn’t claim
I know enough to explain
Or even to give it
A decent shot
Bereavement
Just
when
I think
I’ve got
no tears
left
They
fall
down
my
face
again
Why
the fuck
didn’t
someone
tell
me
How
to
prepare
for all
this
pain
(Originally Posted 19.02.2020)
Truth is
I’m getting older
I just wish
It was wiser too
Perhaps with that
Would come the ability
To find
A little stability
And I’d maybe make it
All the way through
The Spiral
It feels like
every day I fall
A little further
down the hole
Losing just
a wee bit more
Of my body,
mind and soul
(Originally Posted 05.02.2020)
Now you come
Begging for love
Cap in outstretched hand
But I know better
And I will never
Erase my line in the sand
Incomprehensible
It’s all
just so
fucking
bizarre
How the
tables
have
turned
With
things
now as
they are
And
what we
both have
learned
(Originally Posted 26.02.2020)
It’s funny to see
How a younger me
Struggled with her
Own company
Yet now I love
To live that way
On New Year’s Eve
Or any other day
For Whom The Bell Tolls
I’m not ashamed
to admit
I shed a tear or
two last night
As the clock
struck twelve
It was all
a bit shit
Sitting here
by myself
(Originally Posted 01.01.2020)
A tale of love
Unrequited,
Ever so sad
Yet I’m secretly
Delighted
To have experienced it.
Otherwise,
How would I have known?
‘You Can’t Always Get What You Want’
It’s not you
It’s not me
It’s just the way
It has to be
(Originally Posted 21.11.2020)
After all is said and done
With battles lost and wars won
I’m starting to think differently
And relationships now are not for me
Expired
If you no longer love each other
Then what’s the fucking point
Just staying together to destroy each other
Noses always out of joint
Why not just call it quits
As it’s clear neither of you tries
That has to be better than being miserable
Until one of the two of you dies
(Originally Posted 12.11.2021)
It wasn’t our time
Nor was it the place
But I’ll never forget
Your sweet embrace
The Reference
When it is
I see
Her next
I’ll be sure
To let
Her know
How you’re
Passionate,
Funny
And kind
And how
It hurts
To let
You go
(Originally Posted 11.11.2021)
Over one thousand lifetimes
My answer would always be no
For it doesn’t matter
How much you flatter
I’d never again stoop so low
The Hopeless Romantic
You’ll
never
be the
one for
me,
So why
can’t I
just
leave
it alone?
Why do
I keep
getting
my hopes
up,
When
you’ve
made your
feelings
known
(Originally Posted 18.10.2019)
I was obviously aiming
For something highbrow
Yet I fear this one
Misses the mark somehow
I’ve gotten better, I hope,
And developed this skill
So these words I can now
Consign to landfill
Underground
As
sinister
shadows
loom,
I
see
my
tomb.
Through
the
gloom,
my
dreams
resume.
(Originally Posted 20.05.2019)
I do not look
Over my shoulder
For I am brave
I am bolder
You will not beat me
Any longer
Because I am better
I am stronger
Yearning
Time passes
Like a dream
In my mind
As I remember
Everything
I’ve left behind
(Originally Posted 25.04.2020)
“Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people.”
– Carl Jung
I do not need your cap and gown
For I already have my own crown
Such pomp and circumstance mean nothing to me
So you can fuck your Master of Arts Degree
And
fuck
you
tooI’ve
never
been
happierSince
I got
rid of
you
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
It’s all
just so
fucking
bizarre
How the
tables
have
turned
With
things
now as
they are
And
what we
both have
learned
I’m
learning
more and
more, day
by day.
Going to
lectures,
finding
my way.
Knowing
when to
work and
when to
play
Hoping
you’ll
be there,
on my
Graduation
Day.
No,
she said,
I don’t
think
I canJust
trust me,
he said,
I’ve got
a plan