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
I take a look at myself now, As I sit in the bath, Drinking some cheap shitty wine from Aldi, Didn't want to waste a dime on lonely average alcohol binging nights, they don't happen often, Beautiful South sits along with me, Singing heartfelt songs about relationships and reality, Not long ago you spent the … Continue reading 7 weeks, every Monday, you counted it along with me.
you cant act like you let me go for love or because you did'nt think that you was good enough you cant assume that because you've let me go that its been for the best you know this is not what I asked for this is not what I wanted or deserved you've got … Continue reading Let Me Go
Why I write poems I didn’t think I would have to do a post like this I feel like this is my only defence as its been happening a few times this year now. The odd troll and the odd person who continue to attack me through social media. I have met some pretty amazing … Continue reading Why i write poetry
hello its me another benefits mum another where the fucks my child maintenance? skint at the end of the week if i rent a house they need 6 month bank statements in case i'm dodgy nothing is private hello its me another benefits mum I've had my housing delayed rent nearly late I made it … Continue reading benefits mum
August 2005 dear, I went to the park on my own today, hoody, joggers green NIKE trainers. I didn't intend to go out and meet anyone, I just wanted to get out as its the summer holidays and they have been so boring this year. I normally just sit with my headphones in from my … Continue reading Letter 8 Rizlas
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 not just … Continue reading i’d give love, for arms
it's really starting to hit home that your gone.. and I'm alone and I hate this selfish feeling for need, its unsettling me, that your gone, and the memories... all muddled into one, become fog, like we never ever met, seems wrong, I hate it, its horrible, we can't and dont talk, and I go … Continue reading gone