Innocence

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)

Stick Your Tongue Out

You may be surprised

To learn in fact

This one doesn’t refer

To a suicide pact

It is actually based

On my favourite date

When we took MDMA

And left the rest to fate


Eternity

Counting the days
Counting the hours

You bring the wine
I’ll bring the flowers

Counting the minutes
Counting the seconds

We’ll both take a pill
As eternity beckons

(Originally Posted 15.08.2019)

Plus It Didn’t Fit

Next time

I’ll buy my own


Tarnished

That
ring you
gave me
yesterday

Has
turned
my finger
green

A more
appropriate
metaphor
for our
relationship

I have
never seen

(Originally Posted 13.08.2019)

Archived

No longer the main attraction

I have been consigned to the basement

As people couldn’t touch

They stopped looking as much

And so they wheeled out my replacement


Life as a Relic

It’s like
I’m now
a museum
exhibit

Everyone
is welcome
to stop
and stare

But there
is no
touching
allowed

(Originally Posted 27.07.2019)

A Miscarriage Of Justice

If our case was

To be heard again

In any court of law

You know it would end

With your actions condemned

And you locked behind this door


At Her Majesty’s Pleasure

You were keen to kidnap my kindness.

Happy to hijack hope from my heart.

You smiled whilst you stole my soul,
and laughed as you looted the love from my life.

So why am I the one who is sentenced to this life of solitude,

And you are strolling around out there scot-free?

(Originally Posted 07.07.2019)

Lifesavers

To anyone who has ever read

Liked, shared, or commented

You’ve helped more

Than you could know

Without your engagement

There’d be complete derangement

And I’d have ended things

Long ago


Futile

Sometimes,
I depress
myself

As my
thoughts
fill the
page

Why
am I
here

Wasting
everyone’s
time

Hoping
for
someone
to engage

(Originally Posted 06.07.2020)

Game, Set And Match

And who did win out

In the end?

Well it wasn’t you

Was it my friend

All that effort

To leave me crushed

And yet I walked

Before I was pushed


Match Point

Please,
ignore
me
more and
more
each day.

For you’ll
only
push me
further
away.

Please,
glower
at me
more and
more
each week.

For
I won’t
always
turn
the other
cheek.

Please,
isolate me
more and
more
as time
goes on.

For we’ll
see who is
victorious,
when all is
said and done.

(Originally Posted 23.06.2019)

Passing The Parcel

It’ll be you next

When the music stops

So I’ll look away

As your heart drops


An Unwanted Gift

You’ll always carry it with you,
the pain.

You can try to wrap it differently.

Use an alternative box,
choose a shiny wrapping paper.

Secure it with ribbon,

Even glue on a fucking huge bow,
if you like.

But you’ll still carry it with you,
the pain.

Like a gaudy present nobody wants to open.


An unwanted gift you can never return.

(Originally Posted 28.04.2019)

Sensitive Skin

How about this

He said

For an interesting notion

Perhaps you’re not

Dead inside

But just allergic to emotion

Body Snatchers

Far more terrifying

Than any soul left behind

Are the ghouls camped out permanently

In the corners of my mind

#14 The Ballerina

You sit and admire my beauty

As you gently applaud my grace

Yet my feet are bleeding

And I’m not eating

All for that smile on your face

#2 The Thief

I really couldn’t give a fuck

If you say it’s yours or not

I will take whatever I want

And leave you here to rot

Already Spiralling

If we leave things like this

He said

Tell me you won’t self destruct

I can’t make any promises

She said

As my head is completely fucked

When Admission Isn’t Free

Is this all I am to you

Just an object in a cage

Here only to be gawped at

Never allowed to engage

Well let me tell you something

That I know to be true

How from my prison I can see

The only animal here is you

Spies

I’m not who you think I am

She said

There’s been many times I’ve lied

I knew from the moment we met

He said

That this wouldn’t be cut and dried

Slipping

What’s the point

In laying down grit

When there’s all that ice

Still underneath it

The Birds

Looking up to the sky

This foreboding feeling grows

As I see the unkindness of ravens

And hear the murder of crows

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