Your the cigarette tossed in the mountain of ash, The kisses I felt but you didn’t ask. A piece of my memory now part of my past, The scrunched up wrapper from a walk on the sand. A hand on the gear stick and a better plan, Someone somewhere knows who I am, someone somewhere … Continue reading Cigarette tossed ash tray.
Do you drive by these parts? Following fragments of my shattered heart? Do you ever walk by ? Does my profile ever catch your eye? Are you even still alive! Or just lust the torment inside my mind. Is everything all fictional ? Are emotions all subliminal ? Could it be tomorrow or today? Do … Continue reading Drive by.
You abused me till it became amusing, time-consuming, hopelessly bruised, and that's when it hit me. You left me I had no control just some post stick notes on the bedroom wall, and that's when it hit me. You consumed me till I could no longer see, forgetting how to swim, you all … Continue reading that’s when it hit me
I got bullied at school for being an optimist So I changed my look 3 or 4 times Before I realised It didn’t make a difference.
When I see your face It sends me off the scent And when I hear your voice I feel a sense of calm A wave of never ending softness Within you touch Gently Tiptoes around my body Senselessly Tickling like duck feathers I know I think too much But there is no thinking involved when … Continue reading obsessed ( in my first book I had a baby on Amazon)
Youve got nothing on me with your sharp tongue and negativity nothing. You're about to slip up, oh aint that a shame, and I got nothing left, not even blame, you got nothing on me no temptations, no broken rules just to be with you,
I got bullied at school for having hairy legs, My parents solution was to shave them, But also not to give into the bully.
A tree was only a root to start with And now it’s a giant.
I need 1000 poundsAnd a train tricket out of YorkshireA couple of fagsAnd a holiday brochureA trip hazard sign and a perfect pictureWe took on some mud filled bank sideWhere you fell on your back sideYou’re hurt stillBut I promiseI didn’t lieIt’s kinda shit that it endedAnd we took different sidesI don’t blame you if … Continue reading Over the Humber
I think I’m well And truly Falling For sure This Time. I think This Could Be Something, Because I’m Falling So Falling Still Falling Keep Falling
This is the part that hurts the part where I dont talk again this is the part where I completely vanish and where words once said are banished this is the place where I inhale the rain and breathe out the cigarette again where the smoke combines into one another climbing carelessly amongst the water … Continue reading This is the part that hurts
I know things change all the time and I know that things are sometimes awful and sometimes they are amazing and sometimes they’re are things you wish you never had to go through. Finding the strength to be yourself is so hard and sometimes being put in situations you don’t know what to do and … Continue reading Dear poetry