i will make something,
one last thing
the emotion welled up
but i knew it was a dream
it was like,
you were the practical dad
that never was
Category: Poems February 2020
Fell Apart – Written Tuesday 18th February 2020 (Aged 44)
perhaps i go back
to days
when i more easily fell apart
days when i was responsible
even though i just had heart
Marzipan Life – Written Tuesday 18th February 2020 (Aged 44)
and none of it these days –
tastes very nice
but what did we expect
they have spent time –
reinventing the wheel
burying their past
just next to how they feel
The Settlement – Written Monday 17th February 2020 (Aged 45)
those people will never opt for change
they have their settlement,
and why would they,
opt for revolution
to them is no problem
Presumption – Written Monday 17th February 2020 (Aged 45)
people do not know me
they presume they do
people do not know you
they presume they do
Truths Come With Sharp Edges – Written Monday 17th February 2020 (Aged 45)
they use death to reinvent him
into the person he never was
they reimagine him.
and clothe him in much softer cloth
Outlines – Written Monday 17th February 2020 (Aged 45)
why does –
being yourself
seem to the worst ‘lifestyle choice’
for your mental health
Here is the Lullaby They Expect You to Sing – Written Tuesday 18th February 2020 (Aged 45)
here is the lullaby –
they expect you sing
but my age,
you have dipped your days
in something more realistic
He Drowned in His Mental Health – Written Saturday 15th February 2020 (Aged 45)
he drowned in his poor mental health
he wreaked havoc
on my childhood
and never attempted to clear up the mess
he drank himself dry
just trying to learn how it is you cry
Figure Hugging Lows – Written Friday 14th February 2020 (Aged 45)
it could have been a different life,
less trauma,
one with constant light
do not fight
find yourself a place to grow
