I Don’t Care Cos They Don’t

The quicker you learn No one gives a fuck about you The better your life will be. Sounds funny, dunnit? I know. But I learnt recently That the more pressure you put on those Who don’t pick up on your frequencies The more free you are to love them At the capacity  They can receive [...]

Lessons

When she was treating me terribly I justified it Because she loved me Love is ruination  It is promising not to leave Before you pack your bags And don’t bring your keys It is saying I’m the bad vibes When I’ve been dark all week but Should’ve turn light when she arrived It is saying [...]

I Remember Forgetting You

I love it when you move like no one’s watching And under the guise of plastic reflection I see you, truly But you are clueless, you’re moving And I move less Because if I’m caught, the show’s over And I can’t bare to sit here for an hour With nothing but a digital reality And [...]

Be You To Not

I still listen to that playlist of our summer I look at photos from then, Walk past the wine shop, The overground,  The athletics track, And hear, feel, see, Taste and touch our ghosts. I don’t think I ever won’t. You’re still a spirit of yester  I’m fragmented  Split into the past and the future [...]

Dress Code: No (Victim)Hoods 17/02/22

17/02/22 I have been a victim. Of all sorts. I have suffered, and I do have trauma to tell. I have past instances that I recall sometimes and only in retrospect understand that they led to other traumas occurring. As a woman, I understand I have a different place in society than men. As a [...]

Come Up/Down

Comment on the come up, not the come down Don’t let those nightmares clown you till you drown  Never hold yourself to sadness’ standards Or only see yourself when you drop your crown There’s a million moments to embarrass yourself, but recovery can start right now If the mornings after are the worst days, then [...]

Crumbs Of You

You sit with crossed legs In a where’s Wally number Round frames, and dark rings From lack of slumber Usually I like a bit of pillow But when your stripes rose as you scratched I couldn’t help trail along the inverted belly And latch myself to dreams of catch I’m more concerned you’re fruity Than [...]

Feed Your Head 17/01/22

17/01/22 I’m skint! Just like most people at the moment. Christmas drains our pockets, rent then comes pinching swiftly after along with dinner and all the other bits and bobs we need to survive - or think we need to survive. I was doing alright; being conservative with my student maintenance loan, going for the [...]