I clear the table
But leave your plate
Telling myself
You’re just running late
Over
And over again
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I clear the table
But leave your plate
Telling myself
You’re just running late
Over
And over again
Nothing
Of what
We had
Remains
As our
Memories
Dance
Between
The flames
I remembered what
It was like today
Back when that pain
Gnawed away
When his death broke me
To the sum of my parts
And my mental health
Was off the charts
And although with her
I did empathise
I couldn’t be false
Or tell her lies
So I whispered the truth
As I’ve come to accept it
Although time does heal
It can never correct it
The longer I live
With a broken heart
The more I think dying
Was the easier part
I hear you shout
Through the wall
And realise you don’t
Love her at all
Then I see you fight
From my bed
And know you won’t stop
Until she’s dead
It doesn’t matter
What you do
Or how many fantasies
You suggest
As nothing can beat
The reality
That plays
Inside my head
Sitting here
In our chair
Remembering how
You’d stroke my hair
And tell me
That you love me
Imprint those times
On your mind
As it won’t be long
Before you find
What you remember
When they’re dead
Is the all pointless
Shit instead
What I’ve got for you depends
He said
On if you’ve been bad or good
I couldn’t give a fuck
She said
And haven’t since childhood
Now it’s back
To the city
Surrounded
By smog
And so this
Little ditty
Ends
Our travelogue
Around the coast
And to the beach
To scratch an itch
Nothing else can reach
You took my hand
As we crossed the sand
And I knew then
What I still know now
That’s why I come back here
Every year
To talk to you again
Out loud
When we said
Goodbye that day
We didn’t know
It would be
Forever
And yet
I’m left
Here alone
With only
Our memories
To treasure
Not only
She said
Do I miss you
But on days
Like this
I miss me too
Time’s tide
Is unforgiving
Not for the dead
But upon the living
“But my heart, it won’t do babe
It won’t do, without you”
“How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense…”
– Kafka
There is a tendency
When your partner dies
If thinking back
To romanticise
Every little thing
They ever did or said
To remember nothing wrong
In the years you were wed
But as time rolls by you realise
This wasn’t always the case
And putting them on that pedestal
Is just your grief misplaced
It doesn’t mean you didn’t love them
Or that their death isn’t terrible
But to acknowledge their flaws
Is important because
It makes your life slightly
More bearable
Xxx
Wasted Time
If I regret anything now
It’s all the arguments we had
The silent treatment I gave you
The things I did to make you mad
Now you’re no longer here
I can’t put those wrong things right
And I have no choice but to live with that
For the rest of my fucking life
Xxx
(Originally Posted 14.02.2020)
“There shouldn’t be this radio silence
But what are the options?”
“You cannot stir things apart”
– Thomasina
There are things
About that day
That out loud
I’ll never say
It’s bad enough
They’re in my head
I don’t need
To hear them said
Pulling The Plug
You did
it on
purpose,
didn’t
you?
Don’t
worry,
it
didn’t
show.
But
I knew
you
had
decided
It
was
time
for you
to go.
Xxx
(Originally Posted 09.02.2020)
My heart aches just
That little bit more
As I read this
With a sigh
Remembering the time
With your hand in mine
Crying
We said goodbye
Xxx
‘Everything Must Go’
Don’t
say
anything
else
He
said
Please,
just
hold
my
hand
I’ll
stay
until
we
reach
She
said
Our
line in
the
sand
(Originally Posted 07.02.2020)
‘I was sick and tired of everything
When I called you last night from Glasgow’
So much changes
When your partner dies
Infinitely more
Than you would ever realise
Soul Bar(e)ing
I mourn
the loss
of us
Even more
than the
loss of
you
(Originally Posted 23.01.2020)
I can get through
Most days now
Without crying
Over you
But sometimes it hits
Like a ton of bricks
And there is nothing
I can do
Recurring
The tears I cried
When you died
Will never fully dry
For with each day
Dawns a new array
Of pain I can’t deny
Xxx
(Originally Posted 22.01.2021)
It’s hard at times
For me to explain
As I want to protect you
From feeling my pain
And it’s never your fault
When I’m triggered like this
But when you hold my hand
It reminds me of his
‘Hand In Glove’
Some days
your hand
fits
perfectly
in mine
Our love
flows freely
and
sparkles
like wine
Some days
I can’t
bear
to hold
your hand
For
reasons
you
couldn’t
understand
(Originally Posted 21.01.2020)
“You know I’m tied to you
Like the buttons on your blouse”
‘Oh, how can I forget you?
When there is always something there to remind me…’
‘Sometimes I forget I’m still awake
I fuck up and say these things out loud…’
‘Will you search through the lonely earth for me?
Climb through the briar and bramble…’
There was a naughty boy
And a naughty boy was he,
He ran away to Scotland
The people for to see–
Then he found
That the ground
Was as hard,
That a yard
Was as long,
That a song
Was as merry,
That a cherry
Was as red–
That lead
Was as weighty,
That fourscore
Was as eighty,
That a door
Was as wooden
As in England–
So he stood in his shoes
And he wondered,
He wondered,
He stood in his shoes
And he wondered.
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