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2.1k · Mar 2014
tea and toast
underthetree Mar 2014
his mother woke up
on the day that she found him
and started her day
with tea and toast

on the first morning
that she went to the doctors
for her first scan
because she felt sick
she had no tea and toast

the first time she
slept at the fathers house
the next morning he made up
tea and toast


the first trimester
her cravings got strong
and she did nothing but ate
tea and toast

the day after birth
she cradled his head
and sang him a song
whilst she ate tea and toast

the day of the crash
his dad stayed overnight
and in the hospital cafe
he ate tea and toast

the day it turned off
father did nothing but cry
so he didnt have time
for tea and toast

as  he grew up
his father found out
that he wasnt too fond
of tea and toast

when father lost his senses
he would sit up and wait
every morning and feed him
more tea and toast

the day of the funeral
he was so stuck
the only thing he could do
was eat tea and toast
underthetree Mar 2014
do you need
any help
with your homework?

its fine
you dont have to pay me back

do you want
some painkillers?

you shouldnt drink
so much

watch the
kerb

are you
feeling okay?

you look sad
want to talk?

careful

we havent spoken
in a while

you have blue eyes
right?

dont run
with scissors

ill sleep on the floor
you take
the bed
656 · Mar 2014
touch
underthetree Mar 2014
love
definition
a feeling of no other
one that comes from a lover, sister or mother
young
definition
the nights spend on cold beaches
new clothes between sheets
with hot kisses like leeches
pulling on skin and rubbing and sweating
with a eventual outcome
more than just heavy petting

but when did love
become this
this facade of false hope
with love bites and ***
down to drinking and dope
the only touch that they feel
on a regular basis
is a stupidly drunk one
with no ways of creating
the enhancement of youth
with no *** education
is like loving a dead man
or one on sedation

when did love become 'grafting' and 'talking'
with no dates
or date nights
or even late walking
their perception of love is more than just warped
the hearing of love
like bad chalk on board
there is a difference between small one night stands
and the rush of first love
as you walk hand in hand

stop teaching our youth
that love is somehow dead horse
or else grow up with just lone and remorse
how are they going
to find the right one
if they aren't given the chance
to go out and get them
they're blind to emotion
and blind to the truth
we need to stop shattering
the love in our youth

the touching the hugging
the swapping of spit
lets encourage and thrive
not make a taboo out of it
dont teach them to ****
if they want *** they take it
but teach them to love
and teach how to *make it
583 · Mar 2014
body
underthetree Mar 2014
what is wrong with image

what happened to healthy girls
plump and good natured
once adored by a world
that turns weight into hatred

why can't we have thigh gaps
why can't we be thin
why must we aspire
to love the skin we're in

everyone has a preference
everybody a taste
but in no shape or form
are your likes a disgrace

keep your bones showing
keep yourself round
keep your chin up
and your eyes off the ground

aspire to health
aspire to knowledge
dont aspire to looks
that should be avoided

these girls in the sun and the star
they're not real
they're changed and endorsed
by photoshop deals

be plumper or smaller
whatever your wealth
but dont let your look
take its toll on your health

if you want to be ripped
sweat more and ***** less
if you want to be rounder
get some weight on your chest

dont comfort eat or starve yourself
or look up to the unrealistic
because having good image instead of good health
does *not make you happy or gifted
575 · Mar 2014
dear depression
underthetree Mar 2014
*******

*******
for making me feel
like the world was a dragon
holding its breath

*******
for making me watch
my best friend
show me her scars

*******
for making people
ask me
why i went to see the lady

*******
for coming back
whenever i talk about
the things you've done

*******
for letting me see
peoples sunshine
whilst stuck under a cloud

*******
for making a family
4 parts stress
and 1 part tragedy

*******
for making my friend
***** from crying
whenever she drinks

*******
for making my friend
wear plasters
to cover the scars

*******
for making my school
feel like a vault
for sadness

and ******* for making her cry when she thinks no one can hear
408 · Mar 2014
the rose
underthetree Mar 2014
it doesnt matter where it all started

it doesnt matter that the first conversation
we ever had
started about me enquiring
over some parma violets

what matters is
the first time he came to my house
he laid on my kitchen floor
and complained about the weather

what matter is
him complaining
over me
wanting to watch the notebook

what matters is
me feeling like
this whole thing is
slowly slipping
until he grabs me
and steadies my feet
and tells me
i was stupid
for walking on ice

what matters is
the lack of making love
but the connection
that exists

what matters is
not his cowardice
or my reluctancy
but the fact they both fit
so perfectly
hand in hand

what matters is
the way his hair
jolts round his face
and haircuts
dont make any difference

what matters is
the way he takes off his shirt
and scrunches up his face
when hes in pain

what matters is
the way he touches
all my belongings
and goes
on my computer
just to see
what i was doing last

what matters is
my mom likes him
and he's told his
all about me

what matters is
no labels
or commitments
or dates

but the way
we were sleeping
and he held me
and wouldnt let go

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