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Cait Abbott on Recovery (Wed, 20 Nov 2019 07:36 am)

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Today has been a better day 


I wasn’t a mardy bitch 

I didn’t cry when something went wrong 

I ate food without nausea or gagging or that awful washing machine feeling in my tummy 


Today was an easier day 


I could talk without the lump in my throat strangling me 

I walked through university enjoying each rain drop falling onto my cheeks

or dripping through my ey...

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Whisper My Name

Was it a mistake?

Everytime your hands caressed my warm skin

The bruises on my thighs 

From something so tender turns something so blue 

The imprint of your lips on me 

Leaving lovebites in their wake


The gentle beginning 

Ending as I call your name 

Pain and power and pleasure 

Mixed with a childish innocence


What have we become?

We are not two people in...

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Unsent Love Letters

6:15 pm 

I nearly called just now 

I'm going for dinner for my birthday 

I wanted to tell you that the nausea stopped 

I'm going to eat my body weight in pasta, you'd be proud of me if you knew 

I did pumpkin spice eyeshadow 

You would've liked it 

Like that time my sister put a photo of me on instagram and you messaged me but I ignored you because I was mad at you 

But I g...

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A New Fear

I'm afraid to sleep 

I don't want to dream about you 



I know it will hurt more if I do 

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I hope this finds you somehow

on a train 

or walking to a lecture 

or waking up to the sound of the clocktower 


I hope somehow it finds you 

So I can tell you 

without saying a word at all 


I miss you like hell

and I love you to pieces


I didn't mean for this to happen 


I could call 

but I think hearing your voice would still hurt

I could text...

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Call Me Alice

There are ground rules 

That I broke 

Those that we promised 

I can no longer abide by 


Do not fall in love with me 

you said 

The warning sign so clear


But I fell down the rabbit hole

With no return 

The only indication being the dull ache from the fall


You cannot know

I cannot tell you

Without destroying a balance that existed days ago 



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Melancholy Nostalgia

If I should have a daughter 

I will tell her 

of a boy I knew




They will give you roses 

Tell you of your beauty 

Of your kindness 

Of your innocence


They will tie red bows of ribbon around your heart 

Bless it with a kiss

Prompt you to tear down your walls 

"Let me in"

They will say 

"I won't hurt you" 

They will say 


They will gui...

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I feel a little more me today 

The crying spell has passed 

With each hour, ticking by softly, my lungs awaken

I breathe easier now


I enjoyed my morning coffee 

Sat by the steamy windows 

Watching the sunrise slowly emerge from behind the dewy grass 


Colour is returning to my cheeks 

Repairing some part of the fragile soul I was two days ago


I dream 


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Soldiers In My Mind

I am at the pit of my breakdown

Saying goodbye to sleep I once loved

Food I could once eat without nausea 


That once allowed rest


Help me 

I pray 

Sitting on the floor sobbing 


Do I allow this pain to make me human

Or wish it away?


I bring these matters to You 

I cannot do it alone 


I’m still processing 

Picking out the safest part...

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There is a pit inside of me 

A deep, dark abyss where the negative thoughts grow 

“I will fail” 

“I cannot do this”


That is why 

When I look at you, there is pain behind my eyes

Bleeding onto my cheeks 

Staining all that surrounds me 


This bubble of safety 

Does not always contain it 


This is what high functioning looks like 

From afar, it is well co...

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Silent Prayers; Delicately Heard

I think

I might like you 

I think to myself on late night lonely trains 

Watching the city lights fade into the distance and wishing 

If only you were here to see it, too


There are worse people to adore than your best friend 

Worse people to know everything about you 

and you of them 


I know you 

Moments you regret

Private jokes and unspoken secrets 

At o...

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I could blossom under your hands 

let us show them how 

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I’m stuck trying to revise old moments with you 

when I realise that they are no longer there 

Not like in a “I’ve locked them up and thrown away the key” type of way 

This isn’t the doing of my subconscious either 

These memories have been stolen from me 

By time 


All I wish is to relive seconds of your hands on my bare skin

The cashmere softness of blankets beneath us 


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An Ode to Trouvaille

I have always been a whole person

Please don’t let what I now describe convince you otherwise 

But I left the other part of me in foreign country 



I love the way he says my name 

With words and phrases I have heard before 

But those that have not enlightened me until now 

I can breathe around him, more than mere survival 


I met him in a world where sum...

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I've been trying to fill a void, shamelessly I have to admit 

by subsituting our late nights in with even later nights out 

Friends once lost or forgotten reappear into the abyss that long ago were hours I would have dedicated to someone else 

Like water filling a gap in the ocean floor, it is difficult not to let them pour in

But these are the friends I need

Night time drives with ...

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my anxiety is a burden I can no longer carry

bones and muscles this weak were not designed for this 

I was not born for this 


like the ocean, my anxiety washes over me 

soaking each tissue of my being 

forever drowning without being able to come up for air


I am not defined by my mental health

or by the tremurs or leaks that escape from my body 

but often sometimes...

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Blackberry Bushes at a Funeral

I am back in places I should not be, 

Within arms I once begged to release me. 

These are not memories I pride myself on.

I have ventured into this part many times before, 

Only to run as far as I could. 

There is only so much running that can be done, 

before I remember the world is round.


You have to breakdown to breakthrough is what I tell myself. 

But how many time...

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Our painted past was once a blissful memory 

Now red hot bamboo splinters are stuck under my nails 

The heat is enough to keep me warm in the winter 

with a dull ache


I have been burned by the ice between us 

separating what we once knew 

a childhood 

or at least the remnants of it 


I had thought these bodies were not meant for poison 

In a world so full of it ...

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Noughts and Crosses

I'm finding

(quite often nowadays) 

that I'm slowly running out of words to describe how you left me

like a blackhole, in both good ways and bad 

it sucks in all that was good and rips those memories from me 

but takes away all that I hated 


I have so much I want to say 

and so much I hold back on 

too stubborn 

to admit what I wish I could 


I wonder how you...

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It just wasn't love


Even though you'd whisper, "I love you" 

In between gasped breaths 

As if each movement was a reinstatement, a confirmation

But plasters and bandages would not remove and heal the scars of thoughts of you left imprinted on my skin

(regardless of however much I wished they would)


Love was weary then, held his head low and was nervous

Had rough hand...

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What We Leave Behind (and what we take)

You told me I was worthy of more, but always convinced me to stay


But today

Today I leave our bedroom the way it was left this morning 

Cushions and pillows adorning the bed 

we chose for this life together 

A shared bathroom that won't be shared anymore 

Two shelves, one mostly empty 

A walk in wardrobe, filled once with fabric that clothed us

Only now it is bare with...

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When We Were Seventeen

You asked if this was okay

But I didn't have the heart to tell you the truth

didn't possess the words to say 


this is so much more 

It just didn't seem to roll off my tongue the way mine rolled over yours

There wasn't enough time to explain the feeling of innocent euphoria I experienced with you 

No way to begin to illustrate how you made me unravel at the seams like lillie...

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We enter this world on days when life is slightly kinder

Pushed by our family in our pushchair, 

we are content.

As we've grown, we are given happiness as a gift



We are given happiness with gifts, 

the sweetness of our mother's kiss, 

the softness of a kitten

We were unaware of the concept of age

We gave love willingly, 

our first kiss being messy and conf...

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We are not a metaphor. 


Although, we have met before

I was a shy girl with bright blue eyes and you were a brown haired boy who played guitar on the bus

We grew up and grew together, inseparable

Unaware of what to call what we were, what we had


This was back when childhood was innocent and we still weren't sure how to kiss


Lips, mouths, necks, hands

We figured t...

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I like how this looks on you 



You wear it 




I won't lie, I'm enjoying this 

You can't seem to comprehend how I 

a woman 

a girl 

will fight back


How I am more than blood, sweat and tears

I am jubilations


and festivals in this body 


I was birthed by a goddess 

I did not fall onto this E...

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the forgiving


are also, it seems, 

the confused


we can't quite figure out who to blame


we just know, it can't be ourselves

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Since Yesterday

When we were children, if things hurt us we would stop

Pricking fingers on roses, desperate to feel its softness, to smell it

We would be curious and we would get hurt and we would learn a lesson from that 


But as I've grown older

I've hurt myself further

I've clung to what we were as if I was gripping a rockface in a heavy storm

sometimes the storm wins


Everytime I ...

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Do you hear me now?

You look at me and forget

I was strong before I was pretty 


You disregard my mind in hopes that my heart is a path leading you to my body and briefly

I regret to have met you, you see my eyes before you hear my voice


For you have already forgotten the first rule; I am strong 


So when I love, I love strongly

And when I hurt, I hurt badly 


But when I scream, ...

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