let me take you to a place where theres space and we feel safe, let me take you to a place where there will be no judgement, no print, no ink, no stories or hearsay, because after all why should we care what they 'might' say, let me take you to a place, where the … Continue reading take you
Hey everyone just wanted to say good morning to you all and hello ! I started this wordpress poetry journey almost a year ago with no subscribers! And managed to attract 100 followers. You inspire me to keep returning, thankyou so much for your support. There many many talented people on here too I hope … Continue reading Incredibly greatful
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
The first visitor was a visitor in a white summers dress, brown hair, golden eyes. Clark's sandals. Brief case. Whiteboard. My dad set room in the middle room for me to meet with her. I was 9 maybe 8. Not sure my age never really seems to fit in so many scenarios. She was strange, … Continue reading The first visitor
Theres always a noise when I lay in bed. The boiler brimming, the fan in the bathroom, children waking up in the middle of the night. Cars going past the window, the automatic room spray in the living room. It feels like my head cant shut off all the noise, the noise is like a … Continue reading Visitors
I shouldnt have to justify, But you might like me a little more when the sun shines bright, Like 22 and a half carat gold, Legs bare, Hair down, Summer is a girls place to not have care in the world, But you didnt give me a chance, To see me, meet me in the … Continue reading You didnt get a chance to see me in the summer
And tonight, I relapse, So what you gonna do? Get the rule book out, And scream at me rule by rule? Tonight I relapse, Back into the monster I got rid, I've been battling insomnia , Whilst babys drool falls on to the bib. I am screaming out for comfort, As I stare around the … Continue reading Relapse
I grew up with dad, then with mum, then with dad, and now with mum, then back with dad, but at mums house she had an ashtray full of little bits of trash and cigarette ash, a hamster that bit through the metal parts of the cage and ran away, at mums house it was … Continue reading I lived with mum then dad.
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
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I've been experiencing some real life situations, Coming to harsh realisations, No answers given by people, And driven by this feeling that's given, Constant absence and low mood, In a world of my own. You can say my name but it doesnt belong, I have no idea what's been going on, And at last I … Continue reading Low mood.