baggage (Remove filter)
Safer Streets
what shall I tell her?
she's all but a teen
discretion's better
I rarely come clean
too much baggage
better in the dark
so, keep it simple
just a bit of a lark
divorces and drink
a few spells inside
restraining orders
the one that died
kids and custody
domestics on file
should I tell half
she'd run a mile
Hi! come right over,
I...
Thursday 25th March 2021 10:34 am
When His Words Become Hands
His words could become sharp as corners
And trap you there
Flailing in his grasp
They could pinch your skin
Until you cried
And cried
Throughout your shifts
They could catch your wrists and stop you
From moving on
From moving
They could lock the doors, no leaving
They could shame you and shrink you
They could come flying in from an open window,
A buzzing phon...
Monday 8th March 2021 7:27 pm
What Became Of That Poor Girl?
Nothing could stop what we did
Alchemy dictates its conclusion,
Tangled in an urgent chemistry
Physically desperate for fusion
What became of that poor girl?
Hiding those scars on her wrist
Bruises like plates on her back
Her lips in pain when we kissed
A freshers' conference is wild
Or used to be in olden times
Before masks and distancing
And other anti-...
Tuesday 22nd September 2020 11:06 am
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