That’s it
I’m done
I have had
Enough
There is no
More smooth
To soften
The rough
And I know
That I seem
Pretty hardy
And tough
But trust me
I’m made
Of nothing like
The stuff
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
That’s it
I’m done
I have had
Enough
There is no
More smooth
To soften
The rough
And I know
That I seem
Pretty hardy
And tough
But trust me
I’m made
Of nothing like
The stuff
Now you’ve upped
And left me
Breaking my heart
Again
I wish you nothing
But cruelty,
Emotional torture
And pain
If I could turn
Back the clock
I’d say yes
To that walk
If only the sands
Of time would stop
I’d stay awhile
And talk
But for a return
Through time and space
There is no point
In wishing
If wherever I’d go
Whatever the place
You will still
Be missing
Xxx
I actually believed it
When you said
“I love you”
But little
Did I realise
I was at the back
Of the queue
It’s nice to see
How you are with me
Is in no way chauvinistic
But as for your chance
When it comes to romance
I wouldn’t be too optimistic
If only times
Were different
Then our lives
Could truly flourish
But as it is
This life is shit
With love like ours
Not encouraged
I must not
Have learned
From my last mistake
As I gave him
My heart
On a plate
Come back
Tomorrow
And try again
For I need
A lover
Not just a friend
It’s only now
On this
Winters night
That I wish
You were here
By my side
Keep your friends
Around
And your family
Close
As you never
Know when
You'll be left
Alone
If what you say
Proves to be true
Then I will give
Myself to you
But if what you say
Proves to be false
Then I’ll rip you apart
Without remorse
All that
Worry
And constant
Stress
Never made
Me love you
Any less
Xxx
Like eager young lovers
We were star-crossed
In paradise, it seemed
But at what cost?
As I lie here
Watching
Him snore
I can’t help
But feel
I’ve been here
Before
After all
The effort
I put in
You’d think
I’d learn
To enjoy it
But I know
Before long
I’ll start
To feel wronged
And then
I’ll just fucking
Destroy it
Reflecting on
Our last
Little
Tête-à-tête
I feel like
I’ve won,
Finally
As this time
I cared
Far less
About you
Than you
Have ever
Cared about me
I didn’t believe in love
She said
Until my head
Was turned
Then I realised
How right I was
When I got
My fingers burned
Knowing
We’ll never
Meet again
Isn’t even
The worst
It’s more the fact
You never called back
That really
Fucking hurts
Even if
You love me now
There’s no way
That it can last
For I know my luck
And I’ll fuck it up
Losing all
That we have amassed
If I could love anyone
She said
Then it would be you
But what’s inside me now
Is broken
And there is nothing
I can do
I’ve often wondered
Over the years
If I had never met
The barbarian
What my life
Would have been like
Had I slept
With the librarian
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
High School English Teachers
I remember everything about you
Your cardigan, glasses and quiff
If you weren’t so much older
Maybe I’d have been bolder
And asked you out forthwith
(Originally Posted 19.08.2022)
Last Chance
Despite my protests
to the contrary,
it has always
been you.
Why not
meet me
at the library,
and I’ll make
your dreams
come true.
(Originally Posted 19.08.2019)
I need time
To think it through
She said
It’s not that cut
And dried
Well you need
To hurry up
He said
As time’s not on
Our side
When I see you love
So lazily
It makes me think
There’s hope for me
To steal him away
Soon
As another sun sets
On our argument
My stomach
Is still in bits
Because of all the things
We could’ve been
I never thought
That we’d be this
I never said
You weren’t thoughtful
Not conscientious or kind
It’s just that when I said
I wish you were dead
I had other things
On my mind
How many times more likely
Would it be if you asked politely
I mean I’d let you do
Whatever you wanted to
If you just spoke to me nicely
If you gave me the chance
He said
I’d have you seeing stars in minutes
Well, you’re free to explore my body
She said
But my mind is strictly off limits
If I was to meet my father
When he was a younger man
I would ask him some questions
To help me to understand
Like did he ever really love her
That’s what I’d like to know
Why did he defy his parents
If it was all just for show?
Why when he had his own kids
Did he revert back to what he knew
Why treat us the way he had been
What was he trying to do?
But most of all I’d tell him
Of the mistakes he was going to make
And convince him to do things differently
For our relationships sake
It doesn’t matter
What you do
Or how many fantasies
You suggest
As nothing can beat
The reality
That plays
Inside my head
I really shouldn’t
Call you
And from your delights,
Refrain
As I’d probably be better
Off alone
Than to sleep with you
Again
I know I don’t
Tell you enough
Preferring to make
Remarks off the cuff
But I do love you,
You know
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