I wish I’d known you then
He said
When you offered so much more
Now it’s only apathy
She said
And neuroses galore
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I wish I’d known you then
He said
When you offered so much more
Now it’s only apathy
She said
And neuroses galore
There’s a small amount of comfort
But it quickly becomes a chore
And when he tries to converse
You remember why he’s such a bore
You just have to remember
He said
You can’t pour from an empty cup
Well mine is smashed to smithereens
She said
So how the fuck do I fill it up?
What is it going to take
He said
For you to open up to me?
Another bottle of wine for starters
She said
And a money back guarantee
Why don’t you tell him what happened
He said
Instead of just writing it down
Because I don’t want him to know
She said
I couldn’t bear to see his frown
If I don’t talk about myself negatively
She said
Then I’ve got nothing much to say
Well perhaps I can try to help you
He said
See yourself in a different way
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
‘You could have achieved so much more, if you weren’t so fucking insecure’
– Me
(Originally Posted 19.07.2019)
If there’s one thing I’ve learned
It’s that you can’t skip the stages
Even if moving forward
Feels like it’s taking fucking ages
If you jump too far forward
You only fall further back
And all you do is store your pain
For further down the track
Time
Creeping
Mine
Sweeping
Dicks
Sleeping
Women
Weeping
Staring into a new year
Together
Holding hands
I can’t believe
Out of everyone
It’s you who understands
I’ll give you one day
Where the sun will shine
And that day is Friday
This week
But after that
It’ll all fall flat
And it’s back
To the future that’s bleak
I used
to careI used
to worryNow I don’t
feel anythingIn a
hurry
When
I look
deep
into
your
eyes
I
can’t
help
but be
pleasantly
surprised
For
I actually
feel
something
down
below
And I
thought
I’d lost
that
years
ago
I’m so
glad
I went
out of
my way
To walk
along
this
beach
today
To
remember
all those
good times
past
Whilst
making
new
memories
to last
At one time
perhaps
I would have
said yesBut the
desire now
I no longer
possessShould you
ever try
your love
to professTo this
emptiness
inside I
would confess
If
love is
not what
you say
But
what
you do
instead
Then
you’ve
fucked
up
On
both
counts
mate
So be
careful
where you
tread
If I met you again,
For the first time,
I wouldn’t change a thing.
I’d do it all again,
Exactly the same,
Taking you under my wing.
But I should have,
if I could have,
told you that
I loved you
more.
Perhaps then
my life now
wouldn’t be
so difficult
to endure.
Some days
it’s easy
to remember
youSome days
it’s hard
to forget
youSome days
I don’t want
to remember
youSome days
I never want
to forget
you
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.