SO..... It's been forever since I just wrote about general life and I really need to start doing it more. I have been so stuck creatively lately and totally forgot that not all my writing has to be poetry, it can just be real! So what I have I been up to? Not much really. … Continue reading Let’s be REAL!
Behind my Moschino shaded eyes, I’m terrified today. I’m alone in the garden, it’s spring and my birth month though spring hasn’t always been a friend. I’ve known spring as a liar and with each new bloom spring has whispered promises it would always break. As I smoked one of his cigarettes out of my … Continue reading Moschino Shaded Eyes
LINK TO PT1 The Story – mr tease ! He kissed me, and I kissed him, and the world fell away, when I came back to my senses all I could do was fumble for words but before I could say anything he was already talking, “look, I think you are a great guy, I … Continue reading The Story – mr tease pt2
My tears fell onto your hands, clamped around mine, I cried, for all the hurt, For all the love, For all the time, My tears filled up your collar bones, Trickled through your chest, Pooled around your feet, And made our bedroom wet, Flooding, Flooding, Flooded.
I keep asking myself why it is that I struggle to write about you, I still talk to you and that’s super easy for me to do, sometimes too easy. Closure, or a lack of it, Is that it? Am I still hung up on the age-old question of ‘what if?’ how do you make … Continue reading The Story – the masochist
Do you remember the day you packed a suitcase and left me while I was at work? Just you, a suitcase and two of the cats? Do you remember what the note said that you left on the hallway side? Can you remember how much cash you left next to it like you were paying … Continue reading The Story – you ran away
A drum inside my chest A beating in my head Are my toes touching yours? Am I standing on the edge? The edge of never going back Falling into you Hand to hand I’m holding you Are you coming to? Beads of sweat form on my brow Your lips are touching mine Everything is slowing … Continue reading The Words – falling into you (poem)
Another night another guy but every one-night stand is different… I woke up this morning to a guy stood there completely dressed in my room and obviously contemplating sneaking out and I wouldn’t blame him, the details are already fuzzy so I can’t remember if I woke up on my own or if he … Continue reading The Love Of Sex (one-night stand)
Love, love, love… How do we know when its right? I mean besides the age old saying of, ‘when you know, you just know’ Because you see, I thought I knew before and the time before that and well I guess to some extent all the times before. I was wrong. … Continue reading for Life or just for Now?
You wanted to hit me like a sledgehammer For it to force me to feel something You wanted to break my spine But I still feel nothing You wanted the news to sting my ears For it to make me give a shit You wanted to invade my mind But I still avoid the hit … Continue reading The Words – you wanted to