Poetry Blogs (2018, relationships)
I know you don't
want to think of me.
I don't want to
think of you either.
But the more I resist,
the more your ghost
It makes no sense.
Hardly a day goes
by that you don’t
cross my mind.
it infuriates me
that someone who
pushed me over the cliff
has a choke hold
on my soul.
what I cannot
Saturday 22nd December 2018 7:36 pm
Standing on the platform, waving goodbye to yesterday’s train.
Perhaps you wanted to feel you had a little bit of control.
You’re saying you hope that train never comes back again.
A peripatetic pretense helps to ease the pain.
It’s a phantom journey, but no one has to know.
Standing on the platform, waving goodbye to yesterday’s train.
You collected yourself, stood erect, and hoped to appear sane.
Monday 17th December 2018 10:10 am
He didn't care that I'm hopeless cause
I guess he could say he felt mutual
Something drew us together
Something more than usual
We both lived reckless lives in a cold world
Atleast we can both say we got the two of us
Not sure what love truly is
im not even loving my own life to sober up
He tells me that I help ease the pain
even though the drugs make us numb enough
Tuesday 11th December 2018 2:22 pm
He broke her spirit when he declared
He didn’t even know what love is.
She had only asked a simple question
As she planned her own future.
Whilst he resisted closing his options,
He never noticed how open hers were.
She awaited his answer as her suitors
Sat on the sidelines biding their time.
He pretended he didn’t understand
The comfort of constant companionship...
Wednesday 28th November 2018 8:17 pm
i can’t think of any other words
you’re the puzzle piece
that didn’t fit
and i bent your corners
and snipped off where you stuck out
and although the puzzle started looking pretty
you suffered and
it was so obvious but
i was so stubborn ‘cause
i wanted it to look perfect but
you didn't belong
and i'm not sure if this means much
Monday 26th November 2018 2:07 am
I’m disappointed and surprised
you turned the block and hit my eyes
ugh, the first snow in New York
it’s barely fall and now I’m cold
I wanted you gone so I wouldn’t fold
through the panic I bundle up
I’ve got to focus or we’ll be stuck
I can’t believe it’s fucking you
gliding towards me heart beats steadily
dangling hair, your own kind of weaponry
if you come any closer
soon we’ll be s...
Sunday 18th November 2018 3:29 pm
I never made it as the number one
Every time it hits me, I sing this song
Helps remind me I'm not the only one
That you would happily, see gone
I tried to tell myself that I'm mistaken
Surely this should be, my newfound haven
Instead I feel like I'm locked down in your basement
Living on time that's already over-spent
You can't say you never knew that
I saw you as gold, 14 carat
Saturday 3rd November 2018 12:02 am
I am, you are not
Something thatś called compassion
Learn to love again
Friday 2nd November 2018 2:47 pm
Tuesday 23rd October 2018 10:14 pm
I've been trying since I got released
I want to start anew
but it's impossible to get a job
when I can't secure an interview
they're gossiping down the bookies
and in the local boozer
they're saying I'm no kind of man
that I'm only out to use her
they're saying that I'm work-shy
'cause I stay at home all day
while she's out working two jobs
struggling by on minimum pay
I admit I've got...
Thursday 20th September 2018 11:41 am
He came into this life,
With atrocities of every kind,
As all he wanted was a life
Free of trouble
As he was looking for freedom,
And inner peace,
He was bound by beatings,
He then reverted to alcohol,
All day and all night,
As he was looking for stillness,...
Wednesday 8th August 2018 4:41 pm
Big Yellow Taxi
I sink in
off we go
leads the way
I am safe
in my big
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003
Wednesday 8th August 2018 5:17 am
Stacey was a kind hearted soul,
Wanting to make her mark in the world.
Happy and seemingly carefree,
Perky and everyone adored her.
Though she was upbeat at first,
She craved attention
So much that it became her only obsession.
Her dad was a drunk,
Would get home from work,
Drink all night long.
Thursday 26th July 2018 6:14 pm
I’m not your zebra.
I don’t want you to chase me
to show your devotion.
I’m not your lioness.
You don’t need to pursue me
across the plains
to demonstrate your loyalty.
You don’t need to dominate me
to prove your masculinity.
I don’t need you to need me.
I’m not your source,
I’m not your mother,
I’m not your bitch.
You don’t need to chip, chip
chip away, ...
Monday 23rd July 2018 2:41 pm
“Gemma!” She snapped into consciousness, only partly. Her head was pounding and her fingers felt swollen.
“What time is it?” she murmured. Her eyelids remained heavy still, but they opened wide enough to notice the thin rays of light streaming through the dorm room’s blinds. Gemma shifted her body to face Alex. He looked almost as groggy as s...
Wednesday 2nd May 2018 10:51 pm
Where do I stand in your life
is it beside you
or is it out of sight
if I walk away
will you be the one
to come get me that day
I might be leaving and won’t come back
so don’t realize you want me
when my heart has already turned black
I wish it was easy to say
but am I where I stand
like the other day?
Monday 12th March 2018 3:40 am
She has dark days and dark nights, and bright days and starry skies. He was diluting the darkness into brightness. But then he became annoyed at her darkness and started to see it all the time even when it wasn’t there. He would poke and prod for it, he was finding boxes of darkness that didn’t exist until he started creating them and suddenly she had more to carry than she realised. He was shouti...
Monday 12th March 2018 12:19 am
A house is built from bricks and glued
Together to create shelter renewed
A skeleton protecting organs hidden inside,
Waiting for a family to live and reside
Seasons pass and storms blow by
Damage accrues despite how hard it tries
To keep flawless and perfect, societies dream
From beauty to beast, becomes unseen
"I am ugly, marred, broken- why bother trying?"
My purpose is futile, my fut...
Tuesday 13th February 2018 8:09 pm
Dead wood, no good.
Get rid of the dead
wood that won’t burn
like wet yew branches.
People are dead wood,
like soul callouses.
They cling to you,
bring only judgement.
Spouting forth sin,
or their own piss;
its all the same
when you don’t drink it.
They call you wrong,
say you are useless,
no use for burning.
I smack the dead wood
out of my life,...
Friday 19th January 2018 10:33 am