Why won’t my brain catch up with my body My eyes are heavy I need the sleep My mind starts singing or over thinking things I try to count Think of a pitch black space to darken the brightness in my head Thoughts rebel and put a disco on instead It’s like my minds onContinue reading “Sleepless”
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We had plans I had plans To travel together See the world Visit places out of the ordinary Swim in different seas I’m mourning my lost dreams I don’t want to do them without you I’m lost in my own solitary Nothing feels the same I love you.
She told him to leave To see him was painful Her heart was breaking She couldn’t see how years of the same behaviour could be forgiven Her life was now a whirling torrent of disarray Loneliness and longing for that one person you wanted to love and trust forever Being alone was better surely TheContinue reading “Alone”
Then the realisation set in It was not only trust that was lacking But also respect It walked out of that door the first time he left and never returned A lightbulb moment of realisation That he did not respect her in anyway There was no option now.
He crept out the house Snuck away in the night Not for the first time A regular occurrence of madness She knew She waited not knowing if he would return Or where he was He blamed drink He denied all wrong doing He told crazy lies The trust was gone Would she stay Would sheContinue reading “Trust Gone”
Life goes on
It’s a never ending circle Wake every day Same stuffs occurring Minds not with the game Taking tablets dulls the pain Make you tired and heavy But life goes on.
She froze Whole body blue This was the end of life.
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Walking for miles Through fields and woodland Jumping streams Breathing in the air Laying in the long grass Daydreaming about life Hours would pass No cares Believing in something bigger Seeing wonder in the world Oh how to see that now.
Tales from a younger me.
On a night out, high heels, short skirt Music blaring, dancing away Bar cruising, drinks flowing Getting drunk, wobbly shoes Fall forward, reach out Grab onto something Lady infront is on the floor too Skirt down Pull myself up, drunken mess Police asks if I’m doing my best ‘News Shoes!’ I exclaim like I’m soberContinue reading “Tales from a younger me.”
The knife comes from an invisible source Pain searing through my abdomen I struggle to move Like a fire has been ignited Burning from the inside Searing flesh Pain relief is useless And so I sit Motionless Patiently waiting and breathing For this pain to end When will it end.