Gut Punch

Just as you

Start to think

You can cope

With anything

It comes along

To prove you wrong

And you’re left,

Reeling

Deep And Meaningless

I’m sorry

If I’m boring

And the conversation

Way too deep

It’s not that I like

Being awake

I’m just too scared

To go to sleep

Not Worth It

I wonder will you catch me

He said

If I should stumble and fall

I don’t even think I’d bother

She said

Putting my hand out at all

At The Winter Gardens

Let us stop

Take a pew

There’s something

I need

To say to you

I have to ask

Now that he’s dead

Do you think

You could ever

Love me instead?

Lost Voices

I’ve forgotten

What you sound like

Now

And it cuts me

Like a knife

I’m not sure if

I can cope

With such a silence

In my life

Had We Known

The more

I think

About it now

The more

It’s clear

To me

That we were

Always

Meant to meet

But just never

Destined

To be

Xxx

Just Watching TV

I don’t really know

What happened

I’m not sure

Why I cried

Something

Just reminded me

Of how I felt

The day he died

You were amazing

With me

Your words

So soft and kind

Your touch

Helping to soothe me

Drying the tears

From my eyes

I know

That I struggled

To tell you

At the time

Just how much

I loved him

And truly miss

That man of mine

Yet what I’m sorry

I couldn’t say

But really

Wanted to

Is how happy

I know he’d be

To see

That I’ve found you

Lunch Dates

I knew it wouldn’t work

But I said yes anyway

I just needed to prove

That one afternoon

Couldn’t chase

My demons away

Ten Years Too Late

If only you

Could see me now

I’m sure

That you’d be proud

I think you’d agree

I’m as I should be

And you’d say you love me

Out loud

The Odd Text Here And There

In another place

And another time

I’d be yours

And you’d be mine

But as we’re here

And the time is now

Seems we both

Have to settle

For just chatting,

Somehow

Going, Going, Gone…

If only you could wait

She said

I’d make it worth your while 

As much as that appeals

He said

Hanging around just ain’t my style

Detatched

I did

What you wanted

I took you

To the brink

But you

Should know

That down below

I never

Felt a thing

Not Even In Death

Whenever I think

It might be time

To call

And apologise first

I remember how

You watched me struggle

And decided

To make it worse

Too Big A Jump

Why don’t you just start small

He said

Take baby step, or two

Because to act like I’m over him

She said

Couldn’t be further from the truth

Late To The Party

If only you

Would ask me now

Instead

Of way back when

Because I’d say yes

And strongly suggest

That we stay anything

But friends

Emergency Exits

Thinking back

To that night

A split decision

And your plane

Took flight

If I’d known then

What I do now

I’d have grabbed

Your hand

And never

Let go

Netflix and (Actually) Chill

Please don’t think

That I’m not keen

Being intentionally rude

Or deliberately mean

I’m just not in the mood

To give you head

And I’d rather we watch

This box set instead

Back At The Fintry Inn

I’m not that girl

You used to know

I killed her off

Many moons ago

Now close your mouth

And dry your eyes

As life isn’t all beer

And scampi fries

The Gradual Loss

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

Dragging It Out

Another hour

Another day

Wishing I didn’t

Feel this way

Another second

Another minute

Life sure is shit

Without you in it

Xxx

“Mine, Yours and The Truth”

When you said

I should leave

I did what

You asked me to do

I used that day

To run away

From everything

I knew

All those years

You took the blame

For me pressing

Self destruct

When, in truth,

It was just an excuse

That I used

To get fucked

Daddy Issues

Now I know

Why you left

Time

And time again

It wasn’t because

I wasn’t enough

You just couldn’t

Stand the pain

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