Of the mountains that we struggled on,
Of the valleys we never enjoyed.
For every step out of sync we took together,
Arrows from all sides, friend and foe.
The only certainty was forever.
We had our moments then,
You plump with the burden of life,
Me pretending help was sought by failures.
But there was too much underneath.
Every cupboard stuffed with broken bones.
Our child was never born to be our saviour.
So we agreed we'd never again contact,
You left on your road, and I turned back.
I thought any life was better than none, but I was wrong.
There's no one here to miss me,
Kiss my tears and take the pain away,
And no-one need notice now I'm gone.
WhatWhyHow???
This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.
But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.
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