Once upon a time there was a happy little girl...
Then she grew up

There once was a confident teen...
Then her heart was crushed

Once there lived a wounded woman...
But no one cared to help

Once upon a time there was a lonely broken old lady...
but she died

i really loved you
i still do
but i can’t do this anymore:
pretend that i’m fine
when i am not
pretend that i don’t mind
when i do
pretend that i’m happy
when i am sad
i did it for you
so you could be happy
so you wouldn’t end up like me
but look what happened in the end
life took you from me
and i need to let go of you

What makes your soul cry
On a Tuesday afternoon?
When the music is the same,
The weather is the same,
But your heartaches more than usual.

What causes the tears to fall
When you are not grief-stricken?
But the hole in your chest grows a few more inches.

What makes the bed your fortress
The sheets, your armor
The pillows, your shield.

What creates the world outside to be your enemy?

It's just a Tuesday afternoon,
and a little rain.

Shouldn't be in public
Not fit for company
Won't remember names
Might interrupt, awkwardly
Failed attempts at humour
You must hate me
Failed attempts at flattery
Please don't hate me
Didn't mean to say that
Small talk breakdown
Why am I still talking
Self sabotage takedown
Why am I still here
I'm the absolute worst
This shouldn't be so painful
I wish I wasn't cursed

NCL May 2019