Butterfly

I can’t be A productive member Of society When I can’t even follow My own thoughts Because You and You You threw me to the ground Mixed with dust and detritus Existing on Layers of dirt and sand Turned to rocky crag Abandoned baby Feral soul Wild thing Tourist Don the illusory garb Hide in the …

Heart of Gold

Another great quote for those of us that are struggling to understand the loss of friendships and relationships when we are chronically ill. There are a lot of us, which means that it is possible to find new people who can understand, lift us up and stand beside us. We deserve better and we have …

Loyalty

Perfume

Memories waft in and out of the here and now and past and before. Mingling in the air, she breathes and speaks of dreams and nightmares. Life woven together from bits and pieces a faint reminder. Photographs and faces are faded and wrinkled from time and worry. Forehead kisses soft and sweet, once received now …

Courage

 

Fragments

Trip on the weight of the world whirled through wicked window pane pain no one can hear the sound of shattering glass splintering or slowing heart beat blood spilling onto plush carpet shards puncture pallid membrane cutting couch and curtains coagulation tells you where I’ve been in case you’re looking but I know you’re not …

My Loves. Where Have you Gone?

Little pig, little pig, let me in. My house is built from straw The foundation is flawed I constructed a moat For added protection I hope With no trouble at all A simple swipe of your claw I’m helpless prey And scramble to get away But trickery as usual Left a sinkhole about Then I …

Monster

There are monsters in the closet The little girl cries You soothed her with promises To comfort her puerile fears The mother can’t see The way the little girl sees All the reassurances Sidestep the pictures she holds In her trembling heart There are no monsters Just go to sleep The sandman is coming He …

Sharing is Caring – a beautiful poem written by TheFeatheredSleep

No it is not bitter when I tell you she survived in spite of your carefully crafted Titanic you set on smooth waters ushered her near purchased her passage set her sail and whilst she floated thinking life jackets unnecessary you put pins in them as you would her soul and the part that aches […] …

Promises

I told you all my secrets. Secrets tightly locked away, the key hidden just below the surface, barely visible through my smile. Pledges made, secrets revealed, you promised to help me hold myself up. Lies hidden under your surface, barely visible through your smile. I reach for your hand, freely given with vows, our fingertips …