And so to yet
Another day
Resisting
The urge to cry
In a body
That is fighting
Hard to survive
But with a mind
That wants to die
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
And so to yet
Another day
Resisting
The urge to cry
In a body
That is fighting
Hard to survive
But with a mind
That wants to die
The girl you knew is gone
She said
Killed by love itself
You don’t need to tell me
He said
For I dug her grave myself
It was you who made things difficult
It was you who made things worse
You who added injury to insult
It was you who left me cursed
It was you who made me doubt myself
It was you who made me cry
You who just pleased yourself
It was you who never asked why
But as for all that has followed
All that has now came to be
Every pill that I have swallowed
That’s on no one else but me
It was only
When I stopped
Keeping the peace
With those around me
That I finally
Found my peace
Within
I fucking hate Christmas
Just like Christmas hates me
Walking on eggshells all day
Faking smiles around a tree
I learned when I was five
Santa doesn’t deliver for free
That he prefers ‘good little girls’
And the one he favoured that year was me
As an adult I’ve tried to make it better
To erase him from my memory
But I still fucking hate Christmas
Just like Christmas hates me
“Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people.”
– Carl Jung
They are all just scars,
Inked or otherwise.
4am
And my demons
Want revenge
Again
You were hurt
And so was I
Not that it’s a competition
But if it was
Then rest assured
You could never beat my position
I know
That you’re sorry
You’ve told me
A thousand times
It’s just
I don’t believe
That you regret
Your crimes
Home
All I want
Yet I can’t wait to leave
It’s the feel
The sizzle
The smell
The burn
The sweet release of everything
And owing nothing in return
Tell me all about your life
He said
And what has happened to you
You’ll need to give me a minute
She said
To think all this shit through
I knew from the beginning
He said
Within you there was a spark
Writing is now a passion
She said
With misery my trademark
If only I could tell you
But you wouldn’t understand
I don’t know how to open up
Or even if I can
Sharing how I feel with you
Would be difficult at best
So I will just keep trudging on
With my cards close to my chest
Just keep on walking
He said
And don’t you ever come back
Just stop fucking talking
She said
You’ve already won this attack
Just think about
What I lost
On the day he died
Then ask yourself
If you were me
When would your tears subside?
I didn’t know it would hurt like this
He said
Or what I’d have to go through
There is no way of knowing
She said
Until it happens to you
I gave myself thanks
Yesterday
Not for having a father
But surviving one
Words don’t cut it
Anymore
So it’s back to the knives
Instead
I really thought
I was over this
But the trauma demon
Has to be fed
It’s only when you lie
I find
That my pain goes away
But when you tell the truth
I find
I don’t know what to say
I do not come here
Every week
Looking for praise or reward
For I don’t deserve
Any of those things
Of that I have been assured
Call me your sweetheart again
She said
And I’ll punch you in the face
For you never earned that right
She said
In the first fucking place
I really tried to love you
He said
But I wasn’t good enough
It’s really not your fault
She said
My exterior is just too tough
I just cannot understand
He said
Why you have to be so combative
I’ve just been surviving for so long
She said
That I’ve forgotten how to live
In case you don’t come back
He said
You did really well today
Thank you very much
She said
But I don’t believe a word you say
Please
She said
Pay me no mind
And try not think of me unkind
For I am
She said
To madness inclined
And peace I can no longer find
I cry a lot more now
Even at the silliest thing
My therapist says it’s better
Than trying to keep it all in
I never thought
I had a heart
Until it broke
In two
It will get better with time
They lied
Before my tears
Had even dried
Will there ever come a day
When I won’t feel so sad
What the hell did I do
That was so fucking bad
All I ever wanted
Was to live a life free from pain
And yet it seems I am destined
To walk forever in the rain
From this cold embittered heart
I just cannot be prised apart
Like a leech on an open wound
Oh, is there any hope for me
From the past to be set free
And to love again become more attuned?
🖤
Always
laughing
and
joking
Smiling
on
the
outside
While
all the
time I'm
choking
On the
emotions
I'm trying
to hide
I can look at your photo
I can whisper your name
I can press your shirt
Against my face
But nothing feels the same
Touch me again
And I’ll break your arm
For I’m older and stronger now
You can’t do me any more harm
Don’t you worry
I will never tell
How much you hurt me
And put me through hell
But not to keep
Your good name intact
But more to ensure
You never come back
Bitter
and
twistedYes,
that’s
meBut
live
my
lifeFor a
minute
or twoAnd so
would
you
fucking
be
I’ve
often
been
trickedIn
my
lifeBut
rarely
ever
been
treatedSo
it
shouldn’t
beAny
wonder
reallyWhy
I always
sound so
defeated
Some
people
may
have
alreadyBut
I can
never
forgetFor
even
after
all
this
timeI’m
still
fucked
in the
head
Surrounded
by death is
particularly
unpleasantEspecially
as not
everyone
makes it
to heaven
I’m
crying
again
In
the
kitchen
Hot
salty
tears
itching
as
they
fall
All too
readily
from
my
face
As I
remember
what
I’ve
lost
And
who
I can’t
replace
You’ll
never
copeShe
saidWhen
this
happens
to youI
knowHe
saidI’m
dreading
it too
What
exactly
am I
missing
out on?Go on
then
please,
explainIt’s
your last
chance to
convince meTo
leave
the
house
again
Hearing
how
sad
you
would
be
Doesn’t
make
me
change
my
mind
All
it
does
is
remind
me
to
choose
A
method
that
is
kind
I
did
not
realise
That
space
in my
head
Would
still be
filled
by you
Even
though
you’re
dead
It’s
not
only
my
heart
that
bleeds
As
you
take
care
of
your
own
needs
It is
still
fucking
horrific
Even
though
it is
expected
Nothing
ever
prepares
you
For
feeling
that
dejected
The
figure
creeps
around
outside
As I
watch
the
darkness
descend
I lie
there
rigid,
fraught
with fear
As
I know
how this
will
end
How
the
fuck
can
it be
right
That
I have
to sleep
alone
tonight
I never
thought
that I
would be
On my
own at
thirty
three
So
I
suppose
This
is the
part
Where
you say
goodbye
And
break my
heart
It
really
isn’t
you,
it’s
me
You
deserve
to be
happy
But
you
won’t
get to
share
In
anything
with
me
But
sadness,
heartache
and
despair
And
untold
misery
If time
isn’t on
our side
Then
what the
fuck is?
If it’s
all out
of our
hands
Then
what’s
the point
in this?
I
was
so
happy
back
then
But
now
I’m
full
of
woe
I’m
definitely
not the
carefree
person
I was
a year
ago