he looks at his phone
she looks out of the window
reflections of love
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 5:59 AM UTC
why are the pharmacists
always so pretty?
my guess is something
they keep in the back
modern day witches
at home in the city
and half of their cats
are not even black
but trust them, we must
to cure all our ills
the pretty little
dispensers of pills
wrap up our shame
in a neat little bag
I think I'd prefer
they all seem like hags
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 5:39 AM UTC
Each line edited for content
Every rhyme missing its mate
Beat time to reach the end
Only to find a blank slate
Sep 8, 2025
Sep 8, 2025 at 6:03 AM UTC
I walk through Hell in borrowed skin,
Each step a scream I keep within,
The past a shadow sharp and wide,
A ghost that never steps aside.
I claw for peace in books and breath,
But healing’s not the same as death,
To **** the pain is not the cure,
When wounds, though closed, still feel unsure.
They say ‘accept’, as if it’s small,
Like getting back up when you fall,
But trauma’s more like breathing air,
It happens, and it’s always there.
It haunts my dreams, over again,
A raging fire in silent shame,
It whispers when the room is still,
‘You’re here, but not - you never will.’
I tried to suppress, outrun the truth,
Rebuild a life worth living too,
But memory has teeth and claws,
It drags you back, highlights the flaws.
To ‘radically accept’ the fire,
Not to forgive, not to admire,
But to say: yes, this was done,
And not deny what I’ve become.
Yet every time I plant a stake,
The ground beneath me starts to quake.
I get up again and try stand tall,
My past still waits to watch me fall.
The path from Hell is not escape,
It’s standing still and facing shape.
It’s feeling grief without defence,
It’s mourning what did not make sense.
Acceptance isn’t love or peace,
It’s choosing presence piece by piece.
It’s letting sorrow have its day,
And living in spite, anyway.
So when the past claws at my door,
I need to breathe, feel to the core.
It’s not to fight, and not flee,
It’s just part of what makes me, me
Sep 8, 2025
Sep 8, 2025 at 5:54 AM UTC
Someday,
these words I write I’ll eventually say.
That old guitar I might remember to play.
My dreams will find a way,
when there’s hope for someday.
And next year,
I might find I’ve lost another fear,
but along with loss gained another tear.
The words I write you might never hear.
Why I still get up and try,
I can’t lie, I don’t truly know.
But I will myself to rise,
dry my eyes and give it a go.
Tomorrow
I may create a smile from my sorrow,
while living on the time that I borrow;
goes by so fast but feels so slow.
Why I get up and try,
I can’t lie, I don’t truly know.
Because I have yet to die
make a name for I and will it so.
Someday,
these words I write I’ll eventually say.
Create colours in this world of grey,
do my best to make them stay
if there is still hope for someday.
Sep 7, 2025
Sep 7, 2025 at 11:12 AM UTC
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
Sep 7, 2025
Sep 7, 2025 at 11:00 AM UTC
it's funny how a crisis
brings regret
into focus
sad how a life is
defined
by its boldness
tough when the going
is rougher than diamond
cold as a heart whose love
whispers finite
a curse to hear
when these things
ring true
worse
when the cause
lies squarely on you
Aug 28, 2025
Aug 28, 2025 at 12:22 AM UTC
She sits still in a corner
He juts in to the room
White butterflies adorn her
He carries darkest doom
She keeps her feelings hidden
He knows of them and sighs
She cowers as was bidden
They both eye up her thighs
She loves those undeserving
Ignoble hands, he grasps
She holds his gaze unnerving
He takes without an ask
She mounts a throne of wounding
He spouts a light impure
She counts the nights in bruising
His will to shape contours
She bathes herself in shadow
He takes with him the light
She dreams it a fandango
He lets her think she's right
She makes her home the corner
He makes her house a hell
She smiles inside her torpor
He knows she'll never tell
Aug 16, 2025
Aug 16, 2025 at 10:37 PM UTC