On my bad days I still write

On my bad days I still write perhaps you might think that this is such a terrible idea but I will tell you this It has always been me and the blank paper Because if I sit quietly by myself, that’s when I interact with my demons They are cosy in my lungs so for...

Let’s not forget how it was

After this you are going to fall in love with me againyou will remember how you shook at the touch of my fleshHow my words were all over your mind and you were smilingI was unpredictable and wildYou said I was dangerous and yet impossible to resistWhile I was kissing...

Meet them

Have you met one of themThose that grasp you with their sharp clawsBring you down to their levelAs soon as they see someone close to youThey will come in between yet they know well they have no intension of stayingUndervalue what you have and over value what others...

Be different

I might be different in a wayYet you fell for mePerhaps you just saw something uniqueOr does it mean I have done it againChose someone to play houseYou have created a love that feels so realI can tell the intimacy we have. I might be different in a wayBut I know I am...

Celebrate her

She has to be up so that they don’t miss their alarmsShe can’t have her alarm she is afraid to wake them upShe has food to shop for, floor to mopShe has clothes to press, make sure she listens at how their day wasShe still has to look desirableToday, we celebrate her...

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