Every time
I tried to speak
I realised
I couldn’t
Because
Every time
I opened up
You’d show me why
I shouldn’t
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Every time
I tried to speak
I realised
I couldn’t
Because
Every time
I opened up
You’d show me why
I shouldn’t
Sometimes,
As a writer,
All that you can do
Is to drop
The flowery language
And just tell
The fucking truth
In Memoriam
There is nothing
Left to do
There isn’t anything
Else to say
I just really
Fucking miss him
Every single day
Xxx
(Originally Posted 25.02.2022)
Alhough we’ve never spoken
It’s still my daily treat
To remember that emotion
As our eyes shyly meet
After All
You
were
here
last
time
I
clearly
remember
your
smile
Perhaps
leaving
the
house
today
Might
yet
prove
to be
worthwhile
(Originally Posted 11.12.2019)
When feelings
Are so intrinsic
Language
Is best kept simplistic
Random #19
It
just
fucking
hurts
(Originally Posted 14.09.2019)
If I ever write
A book on grief
This will be
The only page
Grief 101
Just smile and nod
Even if what they say
Makes no fucking sense.
It’s better to be polite,
After all,
Than to punch people
In the face.
(Originally Posted 29.04.2019)
Thunder rolls
Lightning strikes
As grief still cuts me
Like a knife
Xxx
I just wish you were still here.
That’s it.
No flowery language.
No poetic licence.
I just wish you hadn’t died.
Simple.
Xxx.
I’m still angry
You see
That you died
Before me
It’s just not
The way
It was meant
To be
Xxx
Remember
When you said
You’d never leave me
And you lied?
Well,
Fuck you
Me,
She said,
How?You,
He said,
Now!
People leave.
Fact.
Go on,
Keep crying.
It changes nothing.
It
just
fucking
hurts
I
NEED
YOU
MORE
THAN
EVER
BEFORE
I
SIMPLY
CANNOT
DO
THIS
ANY
MORE