I've felt the touch of a thousand men Let them lay me down inside their beds A few whispered words inside my ears Exactly what I wanted to hear Sweet nectar, lies with fingers crossed With little thought of what it cost For all the scars left upon a heart Cannot be seen inside the … Continue reading Inside Their Beds
Tag: Personal
A Million Places
For me one of the worst parts of a break up isn't necessarily the break up part itself but the aftermath! Dont get me wrong I mean, all of the crying and the loneliness and the alcohol numbing, ice cream eating binges are always awful but it's the part after that I hate, the part … Continue reading A Million Places
A Beautiful Thing
When you find someone who loves you for who you really are, its a beautiful thing. To hear the words spoken. To unlock the door to all the faces you hide. To feel a soft touch upon all of your imperfections. To feel soft lips upon all of your 'don't touch' places. To feel their … Continue reading A Beautiful Thing
In My Space
Stood against the brick pile in my back garden away from my Grandad's eyes, smoking his cigarette and drinking coffee from my mug, his hair was a perfect fuzzy mess and his eyes glanced upon the floor more often than they did up on me as he listened to me excitedly rabble on about total … Continue reading In My Space
Just Another Daisy
I could smell it, I could smell it in the air all week. This was gonna be the end. You see, I've played this game far too long to not recognise the changes, the distant eyes, the hold that ends sooner and sooner and even the kiss on the back of my neck that morning … Continue reading Just Another Daisy
can i say something?.
go on?... to say anything to avoid that I'm a mess that im tearing apart at the seams to avoid that we broke and that I can't cope to avoid the pain in me that I'm drunk again to avoid that I'm still smoking that i can't deal with this feeling to say that we … Continue reading can i say something?.
Bedroom Eyes
His bedroom eyes were a brown-green disguise that hid the lies and all the fears of his life. I fell into them with great surprise and for a second i could rise without falling. Free falling through time. Falling. We fell. His bedroom eyes were a perfect guise and they cried. Oh how they cried … Continue reading Bedroom Eyes
A Little Broken
Some days I wake up and I feel nothing. I want nothing. I am nothing. Some days you will hold me and Experience nothing. Touch nothing. Caress nothing. Some days I'm still a little broken. My heart isn't always open, but it will always reopen for you. You see... Some days I see nothing but … Continue reading A Little Broken
Kiss With A Fist
Lana Del Ray sings 'you hit me and it felt like a kiss' So why, when his fist hit my gut did it not feel beautiful? Florence and the Machine talk about a kiss with a fist being better than none... So why, when his hand connected with my face did it not feel like … Continue reading Kiss With A Fist
Lockdown
Hey! I hope everyone is doing well? Wow, what a crazy time to be alive! Lockdown in the UK is almost at the end after 3 months of staying in our homes, avoiding others and restricted access to all we are accustomed to! I don't know about you lot but I started lockdown with ease … Continue reading Lockdown
