in this life that I live with its ups and its downs with its tears and its frowns when I’m often in pain and feeling so weary so tired and dreary in this wild head of mine where the worries swirl round anxieties abound where golden honey’d glow can swiftly change its hue to deepest…… Continue reading to you
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Responsibilities
R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S loom over me like massive stone henge rocks hewn out of solid granite trapped in the middle of the circle as they encroach ever closer in a horror film 2 step I’m backing away, feet sliding slipping ever closer…… Continue reading Responsibilities
thoughts
forethoughts afterthoughts inbetweenthoughts every thought overthought you
this feeling
this feeling it can’t be held in it seeps out past any kind of attempt to keep it covered this feeling it bubbles up from deep within bidding me shout it out or whisper it softly to you this feeling when I look at you it overwhelms me lips curve, tears well defences broken and…… Continue reading this feeling
don’t bring me roses
just me don’t bring me roses with their blood red petals with their gentle fragrance with their thorny stems with their soft cool frills I could hold them close and breath in their scent but I’d rather hold you I could look in wonder at their perfect beauty but I’d rather look at you I…… Continue reading don’t bring me roses
Morning Haiku
morning eyes arid stayed up far too late with you do not regret it morning heart abrim one day soon I’ll be with you will not regret it
Ungagged
I wrapped a gag around my face tight muzzled myself, to stop the words trying to hold back the spillage but the words bled out around the edges trickling down my chin, and onto the page blending with my tears of confusion inner battles laid out like exhibits for all to see and peer at…… Continue reading Ungagged
Cold
Do I seem cold? Only because you froze me Do I seem heartless? Only because you ripped out my heart
Wide Awake
asleep and dreaming in a bubble with you we let reality slip away awake now and seeing it wasn’t really real just the sweetest dream but the dreaming changed me as I awoke, rediscovered parts woke with me the future blinds me with its possibilities eyes wide open
My Mind
my mind is a complicated place full of thoughts jostling against eachother bumping around like bumper cars moving in unexpected directions first I think of you then I think of him then I think of things like cups of tea and perhaps I should empty the bin
