*Your lips churned lies you choked on so
I cannot sympathise.
Sweep up your bones
and lift them as
a sign of your demise.*
Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 3:24 PM UTC
She asks me if I would like to come in now
She asks me if I have been waiting a long time
She asks me to take a seat
She asks me if I would like a glass of water
I rarely turn down free stuff, so I say “okay”
She asks me about my degree
She asks me about how I’m coping in this cold weather
I’m good at small talk and can drag it out until the real issue is forgotten
She asks me how I’ve been this week
She asks me if I have seen my doctor recently
She asks me to grab a tissue from the box opposite her
allergies, I promise.
She asks me why I came to see her
She asks me to slow down a bit
So I do
and she sits
and she listens
so I breathe
I breathe again, but deeper this time
I am exposed, but not afraid
I begin.
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 12:59 PM UTC
You waited for the storm in my eyes to pass
and wreck someone else’s home for a change
you waited
ever so patiently
until it became a routine chore
but if you had looked up for more than a second
you would have realised that
Winter raised me
I am the storm.
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 12:41 PM UTC
What is it like to break off bonds with the toxic people in my life?
I don’t have all the answers
but I will tell you the truth:
it is like breaking your own heart
and mending it all at the same time
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 12:38 PM UTC
WEATHER VAIN
The sun set over calming seas
Shining yellow, blue and red
I smile, like all the others do
But the weather’s in my head.
The moon illuminates my room
as I curl up in bed.
Soft breeze blows billows over me
But the weather’s in my head.
Loud thunder rages up above
and fills my heart with dread.
Still, it and I are both the same
‘cause the weather’s in my head.
Large hailstones bash against my skull
and leave me there for dead.
They’ve frozen up my precious brain.
Why’s the weather in my head?
The sun will thaw my ice-cold scalp
I’m certain it will spread.
For now, I rest in perfect peace
whilst the weather’s in my head.
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 9:17 AM UTC
I am me and you are not
You are you and they are not
And now you are problematic
Because you made a decision that changes things
Now people can’t make money from your blissful state, your solitude, your happiness
Because now, no one can sell you the life you’re meant to crave
People like us should not exist
But yet, against all odds
here I am
here you are
existing, surviving, thriving
living.
Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 8:38 AM UTC
Oh, but my darling
Don’t your wounds heal themselves
After the pain subsides?
You must remember that
Next time you reach for his clenched fist
instead of your own open hand.
Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 3:58 PM UTC
Be honest, he asks me,
*Would you gaze at a mirror so much
If it reflected back your
Personality
Instead of your face?*
I had never felt so exposed.
Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 2:44 PM UTC
I can do it.
I will prove you wrong.
And I will make you proud.
Aug 20, 2016
Aug 20, 2016 at 7:28 AM UTC
*She asks me if I would like to come in now
She asks me to take a seat
She asks me asks me if I would like a glass of water
I rarely turn down free stuff, so I say “okay”.
She asks me about my degree
She asks me about how I’m coping in this cold weather
I’m good at small talk and can drag it out until the real issue is forgotten
She asks me how I’ve been this week
She asks me if I have seen my doctor recently
She asks me to grab a tissue from the box opposite her
Allergies, I promise.
She asks me to begin
She asks me so slow down a bit
So I do
And she sits
And she listens
So I breathe
I breathe again, but deeper this time
I am exposed, but not afraid
I begin.*
Aug 20, 2016
Aug 20, 2016 at 7:26 AM UTC