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)
You've never been loved never felt a real touch or a real women show you her true emotions never felt like you was entirely intact lacked comfort in the bedroom spinning head in the world of day anxiety you seem to think is foreign to a man hand shakes give it away and the shallow … Continue reading No Psychologist 01/03/19
don't think I've been in a calm place for awhile,he said, 'shit runs out eventually'when I feel at ease it's satisfying,like im high on drugs or something.don't think I've been in a calm place,for a long time. he said 'shit runs out eventually'I guess, I thought,I could agree.Time to stop playing 'victim'the world is more … Continue reading Shit runs out eventually.
You wind me up on purpose To spark a reaction Talk about girls Your random attractions Obsessing over tits and arse That's not an attractive idea That's not an attractive look And that's not a way to get me to fuck But you continue to act like a puppy on speed A man with crack … Continue reading Wind up
I can be beautiful, I can be cool, I can be good looking, I can be warm, But I can be all of them and people still wouldnt notice that, I'm more than my looks, I am more than just anonymous, I am the person you drive past ever day and splash the puddles in … Continue reading I can be beautiful.
right now I'd do anything I'd give my self away just to be heard again right now I'd do anything. I'd steal I'd beg I'd plead just to get this one thing that I need. right now I'd be more than happy to offer, all my life for love it has no price and I … Continue reading i’d give love, for arms
Um. I feel bit rubbish if I'm honest. I cant believe we are already on the 2nd of January and I have my first exam on the 7th. I want to pass it but I keep telling myself I wont, the children where off unwell so long during December so I missed lots of work … Continue reading Good morning
It's a typical rainy cold Monday in November. The roads are manic and the streets are full of students, mothers with prams and rain covers, shopping bags attached to prams bashing and bumping about. The homeless man on the corner of Newland sat with bin bags protecting him from the rain. The bus was really … Continue reading I was anxious-Part 13- I don’t hate Mondays
For the best part things seemed to be bubbling over for me mentally. In reflection Summer greated us with tremendous thunder storms. I remember you texting me one evening when you went round the corner to play warhammer games with a friend. The lightening was so bright and the thunder was a beautiful drumming sound … Continue reading I was anxious-Part 23- theres always rain after a storm.
Don't stop writing, Let words give you courage to keep on, Fighting. Let flames go on their own, Without you smouldering them.... Let the damage burn, Don't touch. Let them cool whilst you recover them, Don't stop writing, For it is your freedom to feel whatever you wish, Without the judgement of harsh characters, In … Continue reading Fighting
Anxiety my chains . I'm shy, but not really, smile, but I'm secrectly, crying. I'm laughing! silent, but I'm chatting! . I'm shy, but not really. I'm cold, and im needy. the attention you give me smokes like fire in my belly. and im ready, when your … Continue reading anxiety my chains
belongs to me . my body, is for my enjoyment, every strap, every lace, every mark, beauty spot, it belongs to me. my body is, MY temple, and I will not give you one piece! if I choose to share with you, then you, shall respect it, as if it is your own, it is … Continue reading belongs to me