It seems
The inevitable
Has happened
And I have finally
Gone mad
As I’m starting
To forget
The good things
Instead
Of just the bad
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
It seems
The inevitable
Has happened
And I have finally
Gone mad
As I’m starting
To forget
The good things
Instead
Of just the bad
I knew as soon
As we touched
All wasn’t
What it seemed
Yet it still hurt
My heart
When I woke
With a start
To realise
It was a dream
Just kick back
And drink with me
There’s no need
To be so reserved
As for tying up loose ends
And toasting old friends
We’ve got all the time
In the world
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
Imprint those times
On your mind
As it won’t be long
Before you find
What you remember
When they’re dead
Is the all pointless
Shit instead
With medications
To administer
And all those wounds
To dress
I think I said
Goodbye to you
Before you even left
Xxx
I stand at the window
Waiting to see you get off
But the bus whistles past
Without needing to stop
Because, of course,
You never got on
As I remember, with force,
That you are gone
Xxx
You can stop
Telling me
That it helps
To talk about
This shit
As you have
No notion
Of why
I’ve chosen
To keep
A lid on it
The Shrink
The
pain
is
buried
so
deep
She
said
I
don’t
think
it’ll
ever
re-surface
Then
we
should
leave
it
where
it is
He
said
Breaking
your
heart
(again)
isn’t
worth
it
(Originally Posted 21.02.2020)
Take all of your keepsakes
They say
And put them in a box
That way you will always have
A reminder of who you’ve lost
But not everything can be locked away
And it’s those things that you miss
It’s not like a shirt can replace a hug
Or a photo a kiss
Sense (less)
I’m starting to forget.
Your face,
Your voice,
Your touch.
I don’t like it.
(Originally Posted 30.07.2019)
I’d still rather have you
Both ways
Than to never have had you
At all
The Past
Some days
it’s easy
to remember
you
Some days
it’s hard
to forget
you
Some days
I don’t want
to remember
you
Some days
I never want
to forget
you
(Originally Posted 18.05.2019)
I know what this date means
Even if very few other people do
That’s why I’ll find a way
At some point today
To sit and remember you
Xxx
They smile and ask if I’m OK
So I lie and the emptiness downplay
For they have forgotten about the man
With no notion of the fact I never can
You’ve been on my mind a lot more
Lately
Which really does trouble me
Greatly
You see my memories are at best
Hazy
So trying to remember drives me
Crazy
‘I’ll move to Paris
Shoot some heroin
And fuck with the stars….’
It’s
not
that
I don’t
want
to
She
said
I
just
don’t
know
how
Come
a little
closer
He
said
None
of
that
matters
now
It’s
not
only
my
heart
that
bleeds
As
you
take
care
of
your
own
needs
The old days
Were not good
Trust me
I remember
Enough
of all
your
shit
alreadyMy
heart is
far too
weak and
thready
I’m starting to forget.
Your face,
Your voice,
Your touch.
I don’t like it.