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I could have been so much more. At school my grades were rather poor. More interested in having laughs and chat. I should have been revising and all of that. I could have been so much more.
Six word challenge by @naaviie and spookily like the lovely @sjw's. The Dear John letter. Arrived on his mat. Leaving him feeling. Alone and flat. He felt like driftwood. Washed up on a shore.
Anna looked at herself in the mirror Her finger tracing letters etched on her skin Her mind; a jigsaw shaken up Desperately seeking the person within She longed for the friction inside to end Longed...
When I was little, I’d run all the way off to the sweet shop, or park, to play In ill-fitting shoes, not fit to pound, My little heart beating that drumbeat sound I’d run and I’d climb and I’d ride...
Wake up and turn on the day Reach out and switch off the moon Turn down the mid morning brightness My picture's fuzzy 'til noon I'm in the bathroom mirror God, I'm getting old.
I look in the mirror, I do not smile, Getting ready this morning, Is gonna take a while, I run around like I'm under attack, A cuppa tea should take care of that.
I always want... A kiss and cuddle. I always feel... My life's a muddle. I always say... That I care. I always see... Nobody there. I always taste... Bitter sweet. I always land... On my feet.
Stepping into the shower isn't just water pouring. It's a waterfall cascading onto your back, warming your bones and giving you the best natural massage known to man.
See what I'm like. Take me apart. Look at my life. And the contents of my heart. Remember them well. And font forget me. Don't let me become. Another fish in the sea. The details dead Watson.
We may not understand it, or even want it to happen soon... Things can be set for the morning but could have changed by the afternoon. We can't always stop anything from twisting out of shape.
It's easy to blame yourself for a parent leaving. I must have done something, I must be wrong. In truth, the realisation of the matter is that parents are human; some humans are selfish.
The writing's been on the wall since the day that I was born. I tried to choose a path but both my head and heart are torn. I try to clean the wreckage of the mess that I have made.
I'd like to think I'm a very good person. I'd like to think I could easily achieve what I want in life. I'd like to think that it completely wasn't my fault that my first relationship ended badly.
It's like my life is this big bin. My opinions, my emotions etc are all at the bottom under piles and piles of other people's drama, grief, confusion, happiness, upset and stress.
When the result is the same, However you play. Where is the game. What price will you pay. Success is forbidden, Lose, lose is my choice. I'll stand in my corner, And not use my voice.
I hear his name And I stand at attention I become alert I am happy And not only does my heart skip a few beats But i hear it beat in my ears and i think Thats my guy...
Inspired by @smellyfingers and his recent unveil. I thought I'd share why I hide myself here and to friends... What do you do if your ashamed about you.
I really wish that I could cheat, But don't worry, I don't mean copy. That would be lies and deceit, But I really am getting sloppy.
It was a cold and dark December. From the rooftops I remember, there was snow. White snow. .I was just playing in the cold. I was off the beaten track. I was... Falling. And then.
So it's 22:45 on the 16th June 2012, and I have decided to start a new blog. Again. But this time I want a theme for my blogs. Something to readers, who ever you are. could just read and take...
It was the early hours of the morning when he awoke, his eyes flickered open slowly as his mind gradually caught up with the shift in environment - the memory of the world in his head fading as the...
*My poems are spoken word, so they make more sense when you read them out loud!* Two hearts sewn together, yours and mine Lend me your hand and I will give you my spine I can hold your beating,...
I will look at the sky With a smile and a sigh I will wake everyday Knowing all is ok I will be inwardly proud Never saying out loud Of the things I went through If only you knew...
Glad I'm not king. The crown is to heavy. I struggle where I am. I also fear it tainted. People that have reached for it. Became ugly. Twisted. And hurtful. It makes u do thing.