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‘Cut and run’ is a personality trait.

The necessity for closure is something only those who have been left behind can truly understand.

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‘Believe me When I say, I’m not good at this.’

As much as I’ve gained
On this journey there still
Remains things unchanged

I overextend myself
Through the anxiety of
Losing something I’ve yet
To even attain

I squeeze them to death
Even though I think
I hold them gently
Then I flounder in justification
And apologise for my existence
While seeking it’s validation

Should I just accept this loneliness
Or settle for something which
Does not ignite me?

Time and time again
I’m reminded that
I am my own worst enemy.
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Cause and Effect

Trading blows

Spilling blood

I never asked for this

But you left me no choice

If you laid down your guns

I’d have no need for mine

Prove to me and to yourself

That you are bigger than your pride

I’d hold my breath

But that would just be suicide

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“Found Out About You”

Truth is a funny thing. No matter how convincing the lie; how expertly tracks are covered; how many loose ends are tied up; through the fullness of time the truth will reveal itself. Bubbling up from the murky, noxious depths it was drowned in. Almost like some cosmic imperative to bring balance to the universe. It is inevitable.

Time heals all wounds? More like time finds new and barbaric ways to tear you asunder, foster ever deepening despair, and reveal the true extent of the evil behind the facade.

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“Happy Birthday to Me”

I have always known loneliness

And I feel I’ll never be free of this

At least I have my dreams and the toil

That would see them achieved

Another year is another year

It’s hard to feel anything but insincere

Endure, endure! Stay the course

Hold the line, even if it’s forced

The past is a burden I have to bear

Even if it was anything but fair

The cold, dead weight; eternal

The chaos in my heart; infernal

“You may not be okay one day, but

You will survive, and that’s okay.

The truth of this, yes, it is rough,

But accept it, you must, as enough.

Let the pain burst out of you, and feel,

Every inch of it; it will help you heal.”

Scars that are long closed

May not bleed, but are filled with ghosts

I befriended these ghosts, these shadows

And I embraced them as fellows

So now, while they still cajole and maim,

They no longer turn me insane

Yes, they make me reminisce

Show me all I long for and miss

Break me down to tears

Parade all my fears,

At least they are honest and clear

Unlike those I once held dear

I will survive, alone or not

And rid myself of useless props

“Yes, I’m still here” I laugh, in a solitary toast

“Ah, life, what an absurd joke”.

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Futility (continues in comments)

You spit in my face

While offering your hand

I know you don’t care

Not about me

Not anymore

You make every effort

To make sure I

Don’t forget

The horse has been beaten so much

All that’s left is a bloody puddle

Almost bordering on perversion

Does it get you off

Trying to reduce me to nothing?

Trying to goad me to fight?

So you can hold me up and say

How you were always right?

Justified?

Abused?

I know I must be better

Forego the need to attain

That ever elusive vindication

That you will forever spitefully deny me

A queen of sycophants

Who sing to your glory

Willing thralls, as I was

Without courage to see or question

My forced exile

Was a blessing in disguise

It slowly but surely

Showed me the world as it was

Rather than what

You allowed me to see

As the distance grew

The shadows found their voice

Hushed whispers filled with truth

Detailing the horrors behind the veil

That I,

Blinded by a silent promise of everything,

Ignored in the name of hope and love

The greatest truth of all

That I was a symbol of consequence

An embodiment of your guilt

That you could not and would not face

That I was made an example of

The lengths you would go to run and hide,

To denounce me due to a shared affliction

And to share is to be vulnerable

A treasonous expectation

So you had me exiled as punishment

Yet it came to be my salvation

The sycophants will crow and mewl

Just as you’ve trained them to

I am the villain after all

Or what you can’t control

At least not anymore

A sacrifice had to be made

It certainly wasn’t going to be you

So who better than

Your most loyal subject?

Though I still hurt

There is meaning in the pain

It comes from accepting the past

Not denying it

It comes from looking to the future

Not longing for it

It comes from grounding in the now

Not ignoring it

While I don’t think

I could forgive you

For all the things I know now

I can at least forgive myself

Because I know I did everything I could

I tried to understand

See the world through your eyes

Cheer you on even when it hurt

I chose to fight

I chose love

I chose us

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Forests and trees.

The more I find myself the less I feel like I belong, confined by what others have come to expect, oppressed by their fear of deviation from the norm. The more I try to connect the more disconnected, alien I feel. Where is the ‘me’ shaped hole? There is a bottomless pit inside me, no matter how much I pour into it I can’t see it even beginning to fill in. Am I leaking somewhere? Am I just drowning in possibility? I’ve lost my anchor somewhere along the way. The beast that resides in my heart has become restless again, disappointed. I’m breaking our pact and losing my way. I need to find the resolve I had when I made my escape, stoke the embers and breathe life back into the flame. Shake myself free of this moss that took advantage of my indolence. Once again I steel myself as I journey within to parley with the Shadows.

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Medicinal Melancholy is available now; click the link in my bio to get yours!

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“Adrasteia”

Bittersweet this life

Feeling like I’m starring

In a marionette show

A sullen pantomime

My sorrows

My heartache

Dramatic entertainment

For the masses

No tales of fairy’s here

Only those of the Grimm kind

Although I am at peace

I secretly wish for happily-ever-after

But here I am

Dancing, hurting, bleeding

Baring my soul

For a chance at your coin

Everyone loves a tragedy

And I’ve got it in spades

Watch as I court Death

With my fatalistic art

I am your cautionary tale

Your new false idol

Do with me as you will

My fate is already sealed

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“Adrasteia” is the final poem in my first book ‘Poetry for the Estranged’

I’ve released a new book! Medicinal Melancholy is available now; click the link in my bio to get yours!

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