I know I took you for granted, there was no looking back when I left. Time always changes how we see things and I know I didn’t see you properly. You gave it all and then some, transforming me into your hero– I was always counting the minutes until I let you down. I think aboutContinue reading “Low Times”
I’m no longer interestedin being the one you go to for propping up your fragile ego. I’m not interestedin being the girlwho makes you feeluseful and important.I don’t care what you think, the need to reassure you has disappeared. I don’t give a fuck about what you do with your time, I’m sick of sortingContinue reading “Not Interested”
To the explorers of the heart To the ones who look within Investigating every emotion And every thought therein– Have courage as you go Carry strength from the start Because you’ll run into some pain When you investigate the heart.
These are the empty daysWhen the silence between the sentencesIs overwhelming. The barrenness of my lifeComes into full view.I am ashamedOf how little I have left. Devoid of the sparkleThat others say they see,How could they knowI’m only pinning up my broken smile? The silence is consumingReminding me of what I have lost.Filling cups withContinue reading “Empty days”
He said he would have kicked your teeth in And how I wish he’d tried. I would have liked to witness it Especially if you’d cried.
Call out to me my Love, Help me remember who I am. I have lost my way and it is too dark for me to see. Reach past my walls and comfort me, For all the world feels cold. Before I waste away, please my Love, Remind me of the life still inside my veins.Continue reading “Help me”
I used you as my anodyne To help me through a difficult time. Entertaining thoughts with you Are what I used to pull me through. If my pain would overwhelm I’d simply step into your realm. In there I found a certain light Which helped me in the darkest night. Your amusing words and wittyContinue reading “My Anodyne (version 1)”
For every Haiku I show you, there are a hundred locked away. For every sweet word I transcribe, there are thousands I don’t say. For every emotion I rhyme, there are a million I keep at bay. For every thought I express, there are trillions that go astray.
The wind is biting cold today, I wonder if my soul has manifested it. I lean in to see what the flurry is saying, Desperate to find wisdom over folly.
My favourite are the April days, Blissful dreams appearing in the night, Manifesting themselves in the dawning light. Hopes and promises cover every dewy morn, Shining like crystals on a browning lawn. Head full of sunshine and sweet crisp air, Off for adventure without a care. Picnics near waterholes and to my surprise, You, gentlyContinue reading “April days (version 2)”