people are broken
one by one
like the green bottles
that hung upon the wall
Tag: creative writing
I Don’t Need Help – Written Wednesday 30th November 2005 (Aged 30)
and the only person –
who told me that i could not cope
turned out to be –
munchausen’s very last joke
The Stepdad Years – Written September 2022 (Aged 47)
i have lived with trauma now –
for some years
it happened as a child
over the stepdad years
Sad Situation – Written Wednesday 30th November 2005 (Aged 30)
Sad Situation it is a sad situation but it is hard a surprise i knew that at the start that … More
Bait and Hook – Written September 2022 (Aged 47)
my opinions
do not recline as well or as fast
my railway tracks
lack fresh ballast
Too Many Lies – Written Monday 28th November 2005 (Aged 30)
i have heard so much nonsense in my life
i have seen all the fakers
the givers,
and the takers
Power and Privilege – Written Friday 2nd September 2022 (Aged 47)
they like to talk about, ‘snowflakes’
well, we are only, ‘snowflakes’
because you did not teach us
contentment and how to settle
This Isn’t Love – Written Monday 28th November 2005 (Aged 30)
i want to shake you,
but i feel too much pity –
to really hate you
Shrink Wrapped Self Esteem – Written August 2022 (Aged 47)
the idea, the notion of standing out
petrified you
and when i said it,
i saw you shrink
Sympathy Is a Drug – Written Monday 28th November 2005 (Aged 30)
making up stories,
aching for a touch
not so much starved of oxygen
more like love
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 