The Hard Goodbye
How can we both, finally say goodbye
When all I think, you’ll ask is why
I gave up caring and supporting you
When really fostering is all I do.
Now your gone, my hearts a flutter
Emotions in words, come out as a stutter
I think did I fail? Or did you prevail?
My faults and mistakes are not yours to bear
You have enough trauma yourself to wear
I felt I was lost, like tears in rain
...
Monday 7th March 2022 2:02 pm
Adiuva Me
Now help me...
Help me, cry out.
As I'm in a peaceful place, but I believe it's hell.
Thursday 14th September 2017 9:14 am
DOORMAT
Call me the doormat,
The infestation of rats,
The ‘oh she ain’t all that’,
Call the kettle black!
Call me the diva, the princess, the moan bag,
The emotional one, oh isn’t it sad?
The hot head who can only nag nag nag,
That period trainwreck – a handful for a lad.
Call me whatever deflects most from what reflects
When you stand by the mirror and boast,
When ...
Thursday 29th September 2016 3:40 pm
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