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Apr 2014 · 324
Sorry
Hayleigh Apr 2014
And when in I'm sitting and remembering
The times you've lied
The times I've cried
That you've bled it dry
Sorry doesn't mean a single thing.
Apr 2014 · 1.9k
My first and final
Hayleigh Apr 2014
The stars they soar
As your smile it shoots through my veins
Demolishing the remains
Of previous trespassers
And the imprints they left.
You brush away soiled footprints
With one swift kiss
Placed delicately on my lips
And in an instance,

I am cherry cola bottles,
Cotton candy, funfair rides
Without a care in the world
I am racing down slides
With you i am ebbing with the tides,
Not against.
I am nights on the town,
A princess with a crown,
A smile, not a frown,
I don't drown today
All because you say
You love me.

I am floating
Floating high, high as a kite
I am amongst the stars and beyond
There is no need for a magic wand
To make my dreams come true
They are all embedded in you.

Chemistry pulsates between us
Two women from Venus.
The looks we exchange put to shame
Any love sonnet or story
You call my name
And angels sing
The joy you bring
Unexplainable.

With you I am strong
There is no matter of right or wrong
With you I belong
I am the most beautifully
Constructed piece of literature, song.
With you I am alive,
And living
This love your giving
Oh this love your giving
Could feed thousands.
With you I am complete
And there is no need to compete
For satisfaction
Because with you I am always satisfied
With you I am ebbing with the tide
Not against it.

You are the fight I swore I had ran out of
Months ago
You are the sheer beauty, purity and excitement
Of glistening snow
And I know wherever I go
You will follow.
You are the gentle breeze
The moments I seize
With both hands
And tie tightly to my heart
Every day is a fresh start.
You don't weigh me down,
You lift me up,
With you I stand on mountains
I drink from fountains
I laugh and smile
And for awhile
I am me,
The me I always sought to be.

And though the sands of time
Sift peacefully between us
Your grasp it tightens
There is no need to be frightened.

There is a reason for everything
You are,
My reason for existing,
A ring, a promise.
Safe and sound,
Til the ground parts us.
We shall be partners.
In crime, worlds at a time
We dance, our romance
Something that could never be crammed into words
Or wrapped up in poetry
For we,
You and me.
Are infinite, eternal.
And what we share
Indescribable.
You will always be my first and final
Love.

Love, love, love
I love you.
Apr 2014 · 272
Little time for dreaming
Hayleigh Apr 2014
Body vs mind
we are trapped in time
between us
entwined and confined
because we are dreamers.
Apr 2014 · 1.5k
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Hayleigh Apr 2014
Let's say black because they say white
Let's stay awake because we should sleep at night
Let's smile because we should cry
Let's never forget to question why.
Let's walk because they said run,
Let's not talk because silence cannot be undone.
Let's go left because they said right
Let's stay awake because we should sleep at night.
Hayleigh Apr 2014
Those lies you spun like a spiders web
Took place, built homes,
Inside my head.
And I didn't try to relocate
Because all I could do was appreciate
That someone finally cared.

And yes I was scared,
Of the danger, of living with a stranger
The inconsistencies, the mysteries
The roller coaster that was you and me.
But I stood my ground,
Too thankful,
To finally have someone around.

Those lies they weaved,
There way into the darkest corners of my mind
And in desperation I gave up trying to find myself.
Still I remained a squatter
In the squalor, the mess

New levels of doubt and distress arrived
But I pushed them aside
I waited for them to subside
As I sat, in tears, screamed and cried
And I confided in you, trusted in you
A sea of unfamiliarity,
Swimming in a river,
That was murky,
Searching for clarity
In a place
Where nothing was sign posted,
No sense of direction
Desperate for any form of connection.
Feet rooted,
I made no attempt to escape
As your cape began to drown me.

You chipped away
Day by day
My foundations
And I so badly wanted it to be okay
Because I could finally say
I had someone.
Someone that said they cared
Despite the bruises I bared.
Hayleigh Apr 2014
You gave me these feet to walk
This mouth to eat
To laugh, smile and talk
These feet I grind into the ground
Round and round in circles I go
Until my energy levels hit a new low
This mouth it smiles
Automatically, despite the turmoil within me.
Luckily for others.
You didn't give it transparency.

You gave me these teeth to chew, to eat
These hands you gave me
To meet and greet, demands
These teeth are rarely used
There's never much opportunity to bite and chew,
And these hands prove use in inflicting another bruise
On my body.

This brain you gave me to function and learn
This voice you gave me to express
Opinions and concern
This brain it is broken, it serves to destroy,
It malfunctions, a dismantled toy.
And this voice it turns on the right tone, until I am alone.

You gave me these legs,
To stand tall and strong.
You gave me these shoulders,
For others to rely on
These legs they are weak
They tremble and fall
And these shoulders offer no comfort at all

You gave me these organs to keep me alive
You gave me this heart to beat, to change lives
These organs I starve
And this heart it slows
As thoughts of self destruction
Circulate and echo

You gave me these eyes
To see the world and cry
You gave me life, to live not die
These eyes are faulty,
They prove me harm,
This life, I sabotage, as the ringing of alarms
Gets louder and louder.

You gave me these fingers to write not fight
You gave me these toes to explore new sights
These fingers they write scripts of pain, and ache after awhile
These toes they march on,
Perhaps it's denial.

You gave me common sense
In an attempt
For me to able to differentiate
Between right and wrong
But this tongue in my mind
Is so very unkind
And this common sense
Forms no self defence
As the walls they crumble down.

You gave me these emotions to think and Feel
You gave me these feelings to work on, to heal
These emotions they malfunction
In a world of self destruction
These feelings they soar
Like hungry lions they roar
Emotional regulation
Was a skill
You forgot to give
And it makes
all these things you gave me to live
Hard.
And again I am scarred.
First draft.. Feedback would be hugely appreciated. Thank you
Apr 2014 · 915
It's okay to cry
Hayleigh Apr 2014
Your unwell she says
With a look of dismay
I'm fine I insist
Tho the slits on my wrist
Suggest otherwise

Your weight is dangerously low
She tells me
I tell her, my weight is fine
As i disagree
And so commonly as we do
We agree to disagree
But to what degree was
I willing to sink
Before I reached the brink
The breaking point
You need to be here she reminds me
I reply quietly
That this place is for the sick
And me, I am fit.
I am the picture of health
I speak
Tho the weakness in my voice
Suggests quite the opposite
So in silence we sit
And wait
And the clock it ticks
As the minutes pass by
It's okay to cry
She reassuringly speaks
And slowly but surely
Those minutes pass into hours, days and weeks.
And I start to open up my eyes a little
Perhaps even start to realise
That maybe she was right and I was wrong
That maybe that self defeating song
I'd played over in my mind
Had started to unwind me from
The real me, from reality.
That maybe I wasn't quite the person I thought I had been
And that maybe those seems I'd sown
To protect myself
Had actually served in destroying my
Physical and emotional health
Currently in hospital for my anorexia, have been for two months. This is a little something I wrote up after a meeting with my key worker..
Apr 2014 · 355
Dancing with Death
Hayleigh Apr 2014
Dancing with death,
The mamba, the salsa,
Precise precision,
Two moves left.
No room for mistakes.
He places the blame
On a plaque with my name
As he hangs the frame
On my trembling body.

He reminds me,
Seconds are slipping into minutes,
Informs me our dance is unfinished.
Minutes sift into hours,
And they turn into showers,
Cold, bitter showers
And I'm naked and alone.

My hips follow his lead,
As I cry and plead,
Just one more song he says.
As he pulls me closer,
I replay the roller coaster of my life
As it flashes before my eyes.

2011 ©
Dec 2013 · 669
Mental health and us
Hayleigh Dec 2013
I not we,
you not me.
An end, a new beginning,
my mind is spinning.
An unwanted finish,
our love diminished.

Love ***** hard,
Mental health ***** harder,
the two together **** hardest.
Nov 2013 · 916
It must be hard
Hayleigh Nov 2013
It must be hard
If you're not depressed
To understand the difficulty
Of just getting dressed
It must be hard
If you don't starve
To imagine winter woollens
Hats, gloves and scarves
In the summer.
It must be hard
If you don't ***** your food
To understand the waste
Once it's been swallowed and chewed
It must be heard
If you don't hear voices
To imagine
Someone else
Dictating your choices
It must be hard
If you don't have compulsions
To understand the urge
The panic and convulsions
Of just saying no.
It must be hard
If you don't have an attachment
To a narcotic or a bottle
To understand how it can
Throttle you, to just one more hit.
It must be hard,
If you don't cut at your wrists
To understand
How someone could do this.
It must be hard
If you don't suffer highs and lows
To understand how quickly
Such a feeling, comes and goes
As it pleases.
It must be hard
If you've never had a chemical imbalance
In your brain
Or a contributing factor, a stressful event
To understand the insane.

It's not like a broken leg,
A sprained wrist, the flu
Where someone can easily
Treat and diagnose you.
It's not something that just goes away
And I'm not trying to say
That everyone doesn't understand
I'm just lending a hand,
To those who struggle
To make sense
Of the dents in our thinking
The depths that we're sinking
The vacant eyes that are blinking
As we're thrown around inside
Our own minds.

2013 ©
Again a first draft, will revisit later.
Nov 2013 · 989
Untitled
Hayleigh Nov 2013
This applies to every single one of you. No matter how little you may believe you are worth, I swear to you, you are worth more, way more than you could ever imagine, in your wildest dreams. You are worth the same as those you value most, that girl with the body you aspire yours to be like, those people that you envy for being so naturally beautiful, your closest friends, your family. You are worth every piece of happiness, hope and health. I promise. You are not a diagnosis or a statistic, defined by criteria, percentiles and numerical figures, no. You are so much more. You are more than the inches around your waist, the abs on your stomach, the lbs that creep up and down on the scales, the self defeating thoughts, the highlighting of your insecurities, the constant regrets.
You are the air you breathe, the laughter that slips between your lips, the fight that you said you had ran out of months ago. The love you share and feel, the smiles that sweep across your face, those moments where happiness feels so close that you can almost taste it. You are daylight, the sun, nightlife, clubs and music and drunken confessions. You are a shining star, the scent of your favourite perfume, your most treasured memories crammed into ink and squashed between frames.

Never doubt that you are more.

2013 ©
This one isn't so much a poem but its uplifting and I wanted to share it.
Nov 2013 · 1.4k
Infinity
Hayleigh Nov 2013
My sun stands central and lights up my soul entirely
It shoots through my soul and plays a familiar melody
It weaves within my body drawing faces, glittering memories
My sun illuminates my path, to show me the way
Sign posts helping me so I don’t stray
It penetrates my being, my existence, my living
The difference It makes determines my breathing
Through storms, through snow, it will always be there
No vanishing act or change of heart, it’ll always care.
I rely on my sun on times of need or change
It remains central even when I feel the urge to re-arrange

My sun is you, and you only
When liquid pain escapes my eyes you are there to hold me
When I burn around the edges and sometimes my very core
You shower me with your love, when it rains it pours.
My sun stands central and lights up my soul entirely
There you will remain strong and shining for infinity.

2011 ©
Nov 2013 · 545
Lonely footsteps
Hayleigh Nov 2013
We can walk for a while
Through the rubble we call life
We'll make it together
Through the regret pain and strife

And I promise we'll be ok
We'll make it through
You'll never have to walk alone
I promise you that too

Golden jewels embedded in your crown
And I promise we'll be ok
Until
We hear human voices
And eventually we drown

2010 ©
Oct 2013 · 1.0k
One more hit
Hayleigh Oct 2013
You're like a drug
Racing through my veins
I've tried to replace you
With ******, *******
They're not the same

Your side effects
They don't matter
Each inch of my heart you shatter
The violence and the abuse
Nothing will stop me
I'm addicted to you

I need a fix
The touch of your lips
Your kiss

Like a blanket
I wrap myself in your love
My drug
Unstable, emotional, self-destructive
I'm hooked.

Your heart and mine
Twisted, sharp, dangerous
Entwined.

2011 ©
Oct 2013 · 1.1k
Lost Hours, Sacred Memories
Hayleigh Oct 2013
I plummet down.
Unthinkable, unreachable speeds
In your worst nightmare.
You catch me;
for the millionth time.
Your hands lace over my delicate heart
–Reassuring.
You form another safe landing:
“It’s ok to make mistakes”.
I bounce, rebound,
Listen to the melodic sound
Of your laugh.

We sit in your office–
lost hours... Sacred memories.
Balancing on safety pins,
Paperclips, broken cups, sips of tea.
You and Me.
We talk like we always did.
–We talk so well.
You understand like you always have...

Blue chairs, a windowsill full of cards,
I cleaned it once.
No sugar, out of date milk, lunch, salads, cake.
All these things make;
us.

Car journeys, new opportunities.
We grow –
a bond.
Our knowledge increases, our time
Decreases.
An Elvis cup, a calendar, a boiling kettle.
Bins overflowing, tears slowing.
I’ve cried on you so many times.

– Photographs, drawings, a telescope.
Candles, notes,
I wrote –
An inbox full of emails
A sent box bursting
Full to the very brim.

Advice, nice, kind
Your never did mind
my presence.

Up and down
Like a bouncy castle.
Hospital trips, ambulances,
Short breaths
–Not to mention the rest...
You never fail to astound
Me
Your control and empathy
In situations that surround
You.

Worry, anger –
Forgiveness.

Thank you cards,
3 from me
–You deserve more.
A door with a window,
A miniature water fall.
Jaffa cakes, singing
That’s not all.

A red coat with roses;
A pink laptop case;
A smile
Trapped in space
–between us
Footsteps, metres.
A walk on the field,
A meal.

Memories, stapled, pinned, sewn,
Hooked, fastened, locked, glued.
–Engraved.
Always remembering, treasuring
Every moment,
Day.

The first of the twelfth
Two thousand and eight
The date
We made this.

Thank you.

2011 ©
Oct 2013 · 1.7k
In progress
Hayleigh Oct 2013
And I wander why I'm here
And your there and there's nowhere inbetween for us to go
And why if there was
You couldn't take me anyway.

Wind mills in our skulls
So fast we can't get a grasp on.
Pretty pills
As we stare out
Of barred windowsills

You tell me you don't understand,
as you hold my hand and demand to know why.

And I sit and cry and tell you I wish you could, I wish you understood
But how can I expect you too
When I have no clue?
Cos your mind isn't fractured
Into hundreds of unrecognisable pieces
Creases
That they try to iron out
And glue together with
Sedatives and weight gain
And cognitive behavioural therapy
That they insist will numb the pain
&fix; the problem.
But i don't know the problem
Because I've skipped in and out of diagnoses ever since i was
Placed into this space
A taste of hell and heaven all at the same time
Where it's okay not to be okay
But it's not okay to be okay
And you get named and blamed and excused and used as examples
For nurses to observe
You're a learning curve
In their degree. Or for a student studying psychology
And no matter what anyone says
It doesn't curb the reality
That you are sick.
Too sick to take care of yourself
To keep safe your health
Your body, your mind
To hold yourself
Together,
An it's strange because
They try to rearrange
All our thoughts and processes
But they don't undress the primary cause
They caress plaus-able reasons
Excluding your explanations
Satisfied with their own gratifications.

2013 ©

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