i sat down on the bed
and i looked at my mental health
the mess currently in my head
look at me, look at me, it said
look where dependency has led
Category: Poems March 2011
Fill Me Up (Empty Me Out) – Thursday 31st March 2011
surely i can do better than this?
i will be a domestic goddess
i will be a handyman
i will make my home a fortress
but someone needs to decorate
Words – Thursday 31st March 2011
and the feeling
that you can blend
into the background
it is a sound not a choice
why do i make being me
so difficult, so heavy
She Never Made it Home – Tuesday 29th March 2011
of course she –
never did text back
or come home
all the police could do
was find the signal of her phone
People Make Moves – Monday 28th March 2011
and i see –
words being formed
i hear sentences constructed
but are the sentences –
and the waves actually there?
Love Has the Heaviest Sound – Monday 28th March 2011
but the petals
on the flowers
sometimes fall –
to the ground
and know how love
has the heaviest sound
But My Eyes Never Guided Her Home – Monday 28th March 2011
i pulled her in close
and when she awoke,
she said, ‘she felt the cold’
i wonder,
what exactly the future holds
Left to Fall Through Life – Wednesday 23rd March 2019
but we were bruised –
before we got to the altar
with tears not yet wiped
and hearts that falter
Alarm Clocks – Wednesday 23rd March 2011
i could run to you
uphill and on broken glass
excitement almost fit to burst
hope undergoing a major bypass
the end to life’s lonely hurt
Let Me Be Your Angel – March 2011
i can cope
if you feel the need to cry
god knows, i have felt the same
it is hard to know why
and cling to what is sane
let me be your angel
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