I’ve avoided you

Mr Blue

You’re wants and needs

Your voice too

Your smile

Laugh

And baby blues

Silver hair

Fingers too

I’ve avoided you

Moved forward

The pain I felt

Mentioned their names

Saw mine and glanced away

I’ve avoided you

Just as you did me

I get it now

Was never to be

I’ve avoided you

And moved forward

Got a degree

That I am proud of

I wish I could share

My wonderful news

Someone to grow with

And wonder with too

I’ve avoided you

It broke my heart

This rope is so thick

It won’t tear apart

My locks are yours

I cut them today

I know you like it this way

Short and natural

Below my ears

Swaying and bouncing

Without any fears

On the floor

A mess on bare feet

I picked the curls up

Heart skips a beat

Oh no have stuffed up

Looked in the mirror

Who was that girl

The COVID hair

I’ve given the whirl

And hurled them into the bin

Just like the tragics

Filled with sin

war amongst the four

Sick is how I feel, with every post you press upon me

Manic is your aura, take a break from thinking of me

I’ve cut the chord, purged my soul into other needs and wants

You have consumed the 3 blessings, check your motives and your fonts

I won’t leave you guessing but others have been blunt

I’m tired of the sitting and minding manics as they play

Amongst the trees beside the ocean, I begin to sway

Let me be, release my rope, so I can breathe again

I only asked for one thing and am charitable to the end

But I won’t be played the fool and know I love you my friend

Light and white

A story there, do tell I love your stare, open smile, it’s been a while, conjure thoughts, lesson taught, you are my star, from afar, teach me more, you are the Earth , I am the fire, Heavens above, I never tire, Of your words, I drink them in and so it goes you are my sin …

jealousy

Is ugly, makes you fugly. Scrupulous unthinking but mostly tragic. Old and withered and green not true. You’ll lose who you are, your identity no clue. Put down your sword, there’s no war here. I know you are reading this, it’s evident and clear. He told me he knows there’s only one that’s true. He told me he knows definitely it’s clear it’s not you.

3.30am

The waves crashing against the shore, Wind howling as the branches tore, of the tree above me, Will I go no I won’t leave, I’ll push the boundary we call luck. I’ll stay put with my junk. This junk I own the last of stuff. Before I had more but now it’s tough. The beach is my home, the trees my shelter. No debts or loans, yes life is sweeter. So I’ll stay here until the morrow when daylight comes there’ll be true sorrow….

Softly softly

She speaks with words of daggers

Softly he weeps for her words of venom

A position of authority

What lies to get her there

Will now unravel

Like untidy hair

Your callous words of

Manipulation was read

Revelled in your thoughts

A mistake you bled

Patience my friend

Your undoing is near

And about time

Goodbye my fear..

Hopefully now the help you need is clear

Truth

Is yours

In whatever way you see it

The truth is yours

In whatever way you feel it

But if the mind is broke

Is the truth cracked too

Within these cracks

Are buried the real truth

Another year

Without you

Another year

Dragged

Another year

Dropped a bombshell

Heart is snagged

Another year

Tears have fallen

Another year

Winter drawing

Another year

You are older

Some may say wiser

Another year

Without a mentor

Another year

Time to be gentler

Why

Do you punish me so

Just so you know

The joke was just a joke

Led by the ones you know

Closest to you

Without a clue

Left me feeling blue

Bringing out the love so true

She said yes let’s do this too

I’m sorry if I hurt you

If I’ve hurt you

I’m bleeding too