Fit For It

I don’t want a boy

She said

With romantic ideals

I need a man

With balls of steel


The Rescuer

We can
leave
together,

He
said,

I promise
I’ll look
after you.

When
will you
grow up,

She
said,

You poor
misguided
fool.

(Originally Posted 20.11.2019)

‘For Better, For Worse’

To paint us as happy

For near nineteen years

Would be way too simplistic

To say there were times

When we were far from fine

Would be much more realistic

Xxx


Sleeping On The Sofa

Too
many
times

I’ve
sat
here
and
cried

Your
slightest
touch

So
cruelly
denied

And
even
though

We
both
tried

I’ve
still
been
left

Feeling
dead
inside

Xxx

(Originally Posted 15.06.2020)

Library Books

I read,
read
and
read it
again

Hoping
the
fairy
tale
never
ends

But
deep
down
I know
we’re
both
fucked

So I
set my
course
to self
destruct

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