Restricted List

It
feels
so
good
to
block
you

Who
knew
how
happy
I’d
be

For
you’ve
had
so
much
of my
life

Now
you
won’t
get
another
piece
of me

Celebrity Suicide Breeds Public Dishonesty

So you can
empathise
with her

Someone
you only
saw on TV?

But when
my shit hit
the fan

You couldn’t
sympathise
with me?

Well fuck your
social media
petition

And your
boycott of
that rag

Why not look
a little closer
to home?

You
disingenuous
old hag

Self Help

Why
do you
write
these
poems

He
said

If
you’re
not
going
to show
everyone?

Because
these
words
are
my life

She
said

They
are
not
for
just
anyone

For Our Own Good

You never
see the
worst of
my illness
because
I hide it
from you

For you
to know
the truth
about me
would just
tear me
in two

So I’ll
paint
on a
smile and
pretend
that I’m
fine

For
doing so
protects
both
your
sanity
and mine

Hidden

There’s
so much
of me

You
never
see

So many
things
I do

That are
hidden
from view

I know you
won’t believe
it’s true

But it’s
my way of
protecting you

Photographs

A
camera
snaps a
memory

Of a
single
moment
in time

I’m glad
there’s not
that many
of us

My
one time
partner
in crime

I don’t want
anyone to
see our
photographs

Because
our
memories
are mine

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