Everything's fucked up, I mean look at the fucking government! Who the fuck had the authority, To call me up and question me, Why I write poetry ? Why I write poetry ? Who the fuck. I haven't been honest with myself, I mean look at the state of my house, I couldn't afford draws, … Continue reading I haven’t been honest with myself
although we didnt get much time, I take the honor of knowing, That in growing, I spent some time with you, We wasnt single, We was joint? We was something? And it was an honor... I will never forget that cheeky grin, When I held the door and let you in, I had to throw … Continue reading It’s you.
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
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
dear readers.... I would like to thankyou for all your time and support on my creative writing journey. I am honored to share my poems with you my posts about my life and journey. I would really like to now take this opportunity to write even more... I know I have my own style and … Continue reading dear reader
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
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
In February/ March time I was rocky on my feet and needed to start up a new life and new claim , and carry on my journey to attempting to revisit my degree which I hope to be doing later this year. It was 30mph record winds and I had arrived early at the centre … Continue reading To the friends at jobcenter; please get a waiting room for families and children.
She held my hair softly, Straightens at the ready, It will be ok, Everything will be fine! Laugh a smile. I will get you through. I got you. She peered over the garden wall, Brew to hand never cold, It will be ok, Everything will be fine! Laugh a smile. I will get you through, … Continue reading I’ll get you through
now... its sunny now. I hope you thought about me, the winter has faded away, its strange you didn't stay, I live another day. it's sunny now, and I miss the conversations, delayed, deliberations, heart racing kisses, surely love grows more, beneath the sun? and I look out, for you. I snuck out, for you, … Continue reading sunny now
Letter 1 S.Street Hull Dear stranger, I was walking earlier down the street, couple of tears. Nothing I couldn't cover up and beat. I imagined you being civil, oh how sweet that could be, you sat down on the bench. Sat down next to me. You pulled up the bottoms of your trousers, even though … Continue reading You Fucking Broke my heart: Letter 1