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Ascend
Today has been a better day
I wasn’t a mardy bitch
I didn’t cry when something went wrong
I ate food without nausea or gagging or that awful washing machine feeling in my tummy
Today was an easier day
I could talk without the lump in my throat strangling me
I walked through university enjoying each rain drop falling onto my cheeks
or dripping through my ey...
Sunday 1st December 2019 12:56 pm
Recovery
I feel a little more me today
The crying spell has passed
With each hour, ticking by softly, my lungs awaken
I breathe easier now
I enjoyed my morning coffee
Sat by the steamy windows
Watching the sunrise slowly emerge from behind the dewy grass
Colour is returning to my cheeks
Repairing some part of the fragile soul I was two days ago
I dream
Ag...
Monday 18th November 2019 7:40 am
My Secret Life
He fools everyone
and I fool myself
in my secret life.
Makeup hides the bruises
in my secret life.
Distractions abound
in my secret life.
I smile, laugh, cry, drink
the pain away
in my secret life.
Food fills the gaps of despair
in my secret life.
I pray for salvation
in my secret life.
Hope for a better tommorow remains
in my secret life.
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Wednesday 6th November 2019 2:20 pm
fix me
Porcelain doll, why are you frowning?
She said, "I am you", "Look at my damage, all the drugs you're downing"
Cracked and peeling, there's no reverse.
She started crying, "Are you going to stop now or make it worse?"
Porcelain doll, how do I stop?
She said, "That's on you."
I take another pill and I hear a pop.
Piece after piece falls on the floor.
She cries out as it hurts...
Tuesday 29th October 2019 8:40 pm
goodbyes
Deleted the dealer. Threw put the pills.
Used the rest of my money for unpaid bills.
Cut off the friends. Got myself clean.
Mentally ready but physically a fiend.
Going to meetings. Trying to talk.
The constant urge to do dope I have to block
I don't really care, but at the same time, I do.
Hopefully, at some point, the right answer will breakthrough.
Monday 28th October 2019 9:40 pm
Im loyal
I'm dedicated. Not addicted. I'm in control. It's my desicion. I say what And I say where. And if you ask jus rig;;
Saturday 6th July 2019 5:19 am
My Point is Circular
My mouth took some months to bloom
My words took some weeks to flower
You and I do not speak different languages
We possess different meanings
“What is the curl of your tongue?
What is the grind of your teeth?
What is the bow in your brows?
What do you mean?”
Your bottom line is neat and fine
Your ballpoint pen bullet-proof
Underlined
My point is a r...
Sunday 9th June 2019 4:07 pm
Daughter
Forgive me, for not
being the mother
you needed me to be.
For being too busy,
too naive to see
what was happening
in front of me.
For being silent
when your father
screamed and demeaned.
For when I thought it
was sweet that your
boyfriend carried you
to your room when you
"fell asleep".
For not enough hugs
and too many lectures.
For not seeing the signs
of addict...
Friday 17th May 2019 3:29 pm
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