Isn’t it funny, how some feelings don’t change? I stand with love. You stand on reserve. I gave you all my love, my dear. My tank is everlasting, but yours had a hole. A hole – asshole.
Category Archives: poetry
hard to love
Inspired by, Netflix “YOU”
shapes
Some nonsense writing onto paper essentially
serenity
In a trance, the world lies still. All noise is white, all colours, grey Except you and I, for we defy.
black holes
Inspired by “black holes”
cliff edges
Sometimes it’s okay to fall, falling to rock bottom gives you the chance to start over. Take the chance.
gambler
Just a quick betting-inspired poem
you-sabotage, not self-sabotage
My account was suspended – go check out what else you missed, or you-sabotage.
spotlights
It’s time to face the music. Spotlights on you, spotlights on me. Is this the opening act, or the final showdown? Stay tuned… Will the spotlights flicker or will they hold still? Only time can tell… The show must go on – (I hope). It’s time to shine – (please).
numb
You can’t even say “it feels like” anymore, because that wouldn’t be true. You don’t know what feeling is anymore. You’re numb. You may think you can feel, but you can’t, you’re rationalising each and every move. You’ve become a thinker now. For someone like me – usually a “feeler”, this new numbness can be […]
