When I first started
Posting here
I was struggling
To hold on
A deep sadness
Had engulfed me
And all
Of my hope
Was gone
My partner
Of nigh on
Twenty years
Had died
Just four months
Before
My heart
Was broken
And my life, then,
A token
That I was failing
To endure
Because, you see,
He'd been taken
From me
In the most horrific way
To witness
If you've never seen it
I can tell you,
With feeling,
Cancer
Is a cunt
Of an illness
So I began
To write again
As a way
To express
My emotions
Thinking,
At best,
I might get
Some rest
If I recorded
My rambling notions
I knew
From the start
Some readers
Would baulk
At what I had
To lay bare
Suicidal thoughts
And self harm,
Of course,
All referenced
Without a care
But I had to be
Authentic
To me
And reflect
What I
Was feeling
Even though I knew
The words
I'd spew
Might leave
More sensitive readers
Reeling
And yet here
I have found
Such a welcoming crowd
Who've helped me
Hugely
When times were tough
For their patience,
Kindness,
And understanding
I could never
Thank them
Enough
So if you find
From here on in
That I am not posting
As often
Please know that you are,
In no small part,
The reason
I've started
To soften
As for me
Well, I will see
If I can continue
To reduce
My pain
But I will take
Some comfort
And feel
A little triumphant
Knowing,
At least,
I entertained
❤️
Christmas Kudos
I’m neither little
Nor quite charming
In fact my words
Can be most alarming
But the friends I’ve made
In different ways
All serve to brighten
My darkest days
So thanks to you all
For reading my shit
It warms this dark heart
Just a little bit
(Originally Posted 25.12.2020)
Heroic
I’ve never been easy company
People like me rarely are
But well done for persevering
For that you are a star
Misled
You say
it’s not me,
it’s you.
But
you’re
a liar,
And we
both know
that’s true.
(Originally Posted 28.09.2019)
Pulled In Different Directions – None Of Them Mine
I can’t help you anymore
He said
My mind is too conflicted
I completely understand
She said
This day I predicted
All My Fault
If there was
another way
of dealing
with this shit
I wish
now that
I could’ve
chosen it
Then I
wouldn’t have
relied so
much on you
And your
heart wouldn’t
also be torn
in two
(Originally Posted 18.09.2019)
Vive L’Hobbo!
Our dearest Hobbo
It’s impossible to show
Just how much we’ll surely miss thee
But until when
We may meet again
We’ll have the ever ebullient Brie!
😊🖤
“The ever ebullient Brie; a cheesy story”

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The ever ebullient Brie; a cheesy story
Weight Off Your Shoulders
I hope that now
You’re away from me
You are enjoying
Your life carefree
I hope you don’t
Think of me
For I’m standing tall
Just as I should be
The Burden
If
only
I knew
what to do
I
would
not be so
reliant on you
If
only
I knew
how to grieve
It
would be
so much easier
to let you leave
If
only
I knew
who to be
I’d
thank you
for your help
and set you free
(Originally Posted 01.08.2019)
Neighbourhood Watch
Some have come and gone
Over the years
But I thank each and every one
Who helped dry my tears
Connections
It’s easier to connect with other writers these days, than it is to any of my friends.
It’s because we understand how shit things are, I think, when the madness descends.
(Originally Posted 24.07.2019)
A Cosmic Connection
I don’t know what I’d do
If I didn’t have you
You were the only one
To keep me sane
It was like you knew
What I was going through
And how to help me
Feel like me again
Grounding
Thanks for talking to me
He said
I hope it was of some worth
Thank you so much for listening
She said
It has brought me back to earth
(Originally Posted 15.07.2021)
Lifesavers
To anyone who has ever read
Liked, shared, or commented
You’ve helped more
Than you could know
Without your engagement
There’d be complete derangement
And I’d have ended things
Long ago
Futile
Sometimes,
I depress
myself
As my
thoughts
fill the
page
Why
am I
here
Wasting
everyone’s
time
Hoping
for
someone
to engage
(Originally Posted 06.07.2020)
A Martian Named Smith
Not only did I steal
An LP that night
But I also pilfered
A book
I’d always believed
Sci-fi wasn’t for me
But I’m so glad
He allowed me look
Squeeze
Such
a broken
heartened
man
In a
broken
hearted
land
If
only
I could
see you
I
would
squeeze
your
hand
And
never
let it
go
(Originally Posted 09.06.2020)
‘Take All That Away, And What’s Left?’
I never did thank you
For teaching me
How to respond
To insincerity
I have never been happier
Than the day I realised
That sealing up
Your crypt for good
Meant you would die inside
Grief Vampire
Paltry, trite sentiment
Faux hurt and pain
Superficial, artificial compassion
Feigned sadness and tears
You’ve got no fucking idea
How this really feels
Just piss off back to your crypt
And leave me in peace
(Originally Posted 15.03.2019)
Downing Tools
That’s it all done now
There’ll be no more
Or no less
Thank you for living
Through this with me
And not minding all the mess
My Hero
You came through
Like a bolt from the blue
When I never even knew
How much I needed you
A Chocolatey Collaboration
Isn’t it just amazing
What reading aloud can do
How through someone else’s voice
Your story can feel all the more true
I’m honoured you picked this piece, my friend,
And have given it life anew
I may well have written the words
But here the credit belongs to you
A huge thanks to Matt Snyder of https://aprolicicpotpourri.art/
https://anchor.fm/matt-david-snyder/embed/episodes/The-Bakery-Aisle-ev39s1 A short story about love by my favorite writer/collaborator friend from Northern Scotland, Little Charmer.
Short Story Saturday: The Bakery Aisle
Thank You
I never
would
have
pulled
through
If I
didn’t
have
you to
turn to
For
all my
bullshit
you cut
through
And
showed
me a love
that’s
true
Indebted
Thank
you so
much
for
being
you
Otherwise
I’d still
be wandering
around
without
a clue
Waiting
for
the days
not to
feel
so blue
And
hoping
to find
a love
that’s
true