The last knock was so quiet
Barely she heard the rattle
Out of curiosity she peered outside
Standing there deshevled
Was her long lost prince
Her heart broke, but not her pride
She asked him what he wanted
He asked to be let in
Tired of being used she closed the door
Feeling so awful
And dreadfully sad
She crumbled onto the floor
She was not rich or pretty
Had nothing left to give
But time and energy he always took
Away from her future
Away from her pack
From the outside toxic it looked
She had been drunk on dreams
Had eaten so much potential
But her children were starving and thin
Eventually she woke up
From the trance they called love
And decided no more would she give in
She sent him on his way
Her beautiful prince
And told him to find himself
She focused on happiness
Joy and laughter
Nevermore waiting on the shelf
Time passed as it does
Everything smooth downstream
And again she heard that knock
Not any more
She thought to herself
And ‘that’ door she did lock.
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8 weeks I might die
This feeling of loss is unreal
Why have such a beautiful weekend
Then abandon each other to heal
8 weeks I’m pacing
I can’t even touch the ground
I’m staring at the calendar
Wishing I could rush it down
8 weeks is so long
We’ve not separated that long
Since the day we met
Our heart connection was so strong
8 weeks and I don’t know
If we’ll ever see each other again
I can’t take this withdrawal
From our Venn diagram
8 weeks and a forever
Into the abyss
What if he decides
He doesn’t want this mess
Because that is what I am
Climbing the walls
Hiding and crying
Grieving this pause
Because what if this pause
Is a break up
I’m not ready to move on
Get out and put make up
8 weeks breathe
8 weeks we can do
We can stick to the plan
And do what were supposed to. -
Push it down the sadness
Push it down the grief
Breathe that little shallower
To not rock what’s underneath
Survive another second
Hold back the tears
Breathe that little shallower
Don’t give in to the fears
Distract another minute
Recite helpful words
Breathe a little shallower
Suppress that pang of hurt
Get into the sunshine
Hug those you love
Breathe a little deeper
Let out cries above
Lessons comes in all shapes
Let it start within
Breathe a little deeper
Let healing begin -
Alone wilting wonder
Clouds mask the sky
Foraging for crumbs
Left by the eye
Sacrificing so much
For someone so cold
So close to the edge
Without much to hold
Ideals aren’t a promise
Wishes don’t come true
Without solid plans
Emptiness seeps through
The loss for the future
Has started to creep
The aching is beyond joy
The pain runs deep -
Open the scars to see what’s inside
The gift under the skin
Hidden
Breathe in deep to air the lungs
The space to run
Have fun
Hug your body, hug it tight
Self-love, self-care
Be here
Stop and smile
Let the world wait a while
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Hope died when she was 7
She learnt there was no use in trying
Under the water she found herself
There no one could hear her crying
Hope watched the world
She saw it went on well without her
In the background she drifted
While darkness spread around her
There was no joy in waking
There was no joy in sleep
No softness from her mothers hand
No shepherd to protect the sheep
The shadows did engulf her body
Her tiny little self
The space between the light and love
Too high upon that shelf
The pedestal she could never climb
The strength she never had
The expectations far beyond her grasp
An impossible path
Hope died when she was 7
She found life too hard
The busy world with noisy cries
The world filled with pain
The bubbles stopped
Her light came down
And now just her body remains -
There was a girl with bright blue eyes
Who lived behind thick glass
Watching the world from her window
Enjoying the moments that passed
The sun shone in and warmed her core
The rain would never reach her
Protected by this transparent sheet
She was such a gentle creature
Then one day along came a boy
He reached into the glass
He took one look and held her hand
They fell in love quite fast
But the boy lived in the outside world
Not behind this pane
So each day he would return home
Leaving the girl in pain
She would sob for hours clutching her heart
Behind the glass wall that protects her
It silenced both sides very well
So sadly no one could hear her
Each day he’d come step into the glass
Share a warm embrace
Each night he’d leave end with a kiss
Delicately placed on her face
Back through the glass the boy would go
Continue on with his life
Whilst each time he left her fear would grow
Her heart riddled with strife
They started to quarrel the girl and boy
Their moments no longer gentle
Until one day they just had enough
On parting they decided to settle
Sat in her window the girl looked on
Watching the world go by
Back to his life the boy did go
Never hearing her cry
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