Lilyth Poetry
It doesnt really matter, Just take off for tonight, Dance when it feels right, And fly when the air can give you flight, With all your might. Dance girl, Worries can be resolved, theres a solution for every single one. If there isnt there is no point in getting worried, Dance girl dance....
Four seasons Vivaldi - He was a socialist Waiting for the people on the other end, As I anticipate the call to send. The four seasons screeches in my ear, Waiting for the goverment to hear, My pleas and begs for them to not take more, For I am struggling of course, They punish me … Continue reading The dwp call
hey, have you forgiven me yet? give me a chance to explain at the next event, its hard to go i still feel your ghost, so alone, I don't know whats close. I've spent so many nights alone, cant you just take me home? the winters made things difficult, and summer seems so far away. … Continue reading forgive me.
You said you wouldn't be like them, Come home from work , And ask why all the pots havent been done . Whilst I've been with the kids all day , You said you wouldnt expect that . You'd take the slack and be apart , Digging your nails and fingers into the sink , … Continue reading Becoming ghost.
Sleep has been on my mind lately. We take it for granted when we get the chance we dont take it then when we dont have the chance we are gasping for a break to sleep. Or at least that's how I've been. Especially with a one year old, university, one year old, university, one … Continue reading 8th jan what is sleep anyway?
I met you, Outside, of the church, Near the crossing . A path we crossed over 4 years later, as if in different bodies on the way to the fair. I met you, Outside the church, A stranger, I had no encounter. You make me a friend through Facebook. Now that place you've erased. You … Continue reading I met you
fuck all. in fact in bed i decided to crawl, i had the worst migraine , the kids had been arguing all day. So tell me about your day, rub your celebrating in my face. Hell yeah its a new day, goodbye to a whole year? for an anxious person like myself, that's too … Continue reading the things i did on new years eve
That could of been us, That could of been you, That could of been me, You see, It could have been our family, It could have been. I remember when you first pointed it out to me, That person having a baby so happily, A couple formed that no one ever could have seen. And … Continue reading us
It doesn’t matter now, In fact it doesn’t even hurt, Not one bit, It doesn’t affect my daily movements or thoughts, It doesn’t stop me eating, It doesn’t stop me being sociable, Or from showering, I mean, I’m not wearing the same clothes since I last saw you, And the smell of you isn’t still … Continue reading it matters…
You wanted me to be there for you. but you used me as a dump, to put your shit inside. and instead of asking why I cried, you played the 'what about me' card, what about me? when we drank litres of alcohol, destroyed our friendship because you wanted some, you went around using your … Continue reading your brain is programmed ‘what about me’
I get it now inside those sad eyes you had no strength to say that you didn't see us leaving the way we came and you came here for one last time you liked the feeling didn't you one last Fuck for the road the one your taking alone you wanted one more before you … Continue reading One last
Maybe you'll return And I need to be prepared I know I'm only fooling myself But at least I might be heard You keep cutting me off Treating me like I'm not even alive And that alright I guess pain is worth the part Where you held me tight Maybe you'll return Or maybe I'm … Continue reading Return
