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Birdie 5d
I
Am
Just
Dying for
Somebody to
Finally prove me wrong
Birdie 5d
God I’m so angry
I’m never the one
I’m always just one
On a list.
Wow I am furious
It never works out
I just work hard
And end up with ****.
**** I am livid
Why isn’t it me?
Me who’s loved and lived for
and kissed?
Jesus Christ I have never been madder
At all the things I don’t have
And have missed.
Birdie Sep 29
She just wanted to be loved
She just wanted a child
She just wanted a home
She just wanted to smile
She just wanted to be safe
She just wanted some calm
She just wanted to feel good
She just didn’t want harm
She just wanted to be happy
She’s just sick of the crimes but she knows
No’one has loved her in a very long time
Birdie Sep 29
Silly girl
You did it again
You trusted the empty
Words of men
Stupid woman
Will you not ever learn?
That kisses from fire
Will never not burn
You ridiculous child
Must you feel this again?
Lonely and quiet and
Missing a friend
Silly old me
Though my gut always knew
I skipped and fell blindly
To be dropped by you
Birdie Sep 10
Life just feels like losing.
Like every love I have is
Dying, or choosing to go.
Life just feels confusing.
And I don’t want to think about
The next good thing I’ll have to leave alone.
It seems as though,
Every soul I pour my heart into
Just leaves.
Like loving is just waiting to be
Stolen by deaths thieves.
Till one day everyone in those
Pictures on the wall is dead,
And only I am left,
Bereft.
Half the people and animals in the pictures on my wall are gone now and it feels like too much
Birdie Aug 20
Thank you
For giving kind to my worry
For reacting to fear with calm
Thank you
For teaching my mind to trust yours
For gently proving me wrong
Thank you
For offering peace in my chaos
For saying and doing what you mean
Thank you
For slowly but surely
Starting to uncover me
A new love after a bad one is a hard one but a sweet one
Birdie Aug 19
There once lived a boy called freedom,
And his twin brother loneliness too.
Quite the same in face and body and mind,
But the townspeople saw them as two.

Everybody loved the boy freedom,
But loneliness was hated it’s true.
With love for one and hate for the other,
They grew apart like most differences do.

As the men grew older, free lived like a king,
But lonely, he rotted and withered within.
One of lonely’s enemies, Naivety by name,
Plotted all night and came up with a game.

To Naivety the only way to be free,
Was to end this man loneliness for all to see.
So he packed up his case with all manner of terror,
To set about making lonely a horror.

On the day of his reckoning, loneliness sat,
Wearing an old gift from his brother, a ******* hat.
Whilst freedom, about in town was adorned
In a red shirt that once loneliness had worn.

So when naivety set out to do the deed,
He crept up to lonely’s house and what did he see?
But freedom standing there in a ******* hat.
‘Hello freedom’ said he and that was that.

He strode on into town and caught sight of some red,
‘I know who owns that red shirt’ naivety said.
With a swish of his knife and a click of his gun,
Naivety believed that his deed had been done.

When loneliness learned that his twin had been slain,
He cried for the fact that his face was the same.
‘If only they knew’ wept lonely in pain,
‘Then freedom and me might have been brothers again’.
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