Thursday 30 April 2009

Untitled II

To remember the feeling in my mind
I must stand alone I should
Have known
Recapture is impossible

Love is overrated
and I have found all
the pieces of myself
that I want back
I don't need you to put me
back together again this time
It's time I let go

Love is given and taken
Too easily
I don't want the love that
You give to your dog
If you say I love you
like you say please and thank you
Then do not offer it to me
I will have no part of it
Nothing will be given back

Why should I take you seriously
When you don't even know
What it is you pretend to offer me
I will do my best to crush your girlish
Ideas of love to make you understand.

Shinemyrtle

Sunday 12 April 2009

Living The Consequences

Did she judge you unfairly,
did she ever make you cry?
Was it too complicated,
is that why you never came?
What would you do different
given a second chance?
She should never have let you go,
but she was too young to know.
It can't be undone now,
the big tangle that is her life.
It will never be the same again,
How she wishes she had
said what was truly on her mind.
In her fear of hurting others,
she hurt herself.
She was too young
to make such a choice.
Though she is the one,
living the consequences.

Shinemyrtle

The First Time II

He was so sweet,
so innocent and serious.
Singing Elvis to me,
precious memory.
The Smiths on the stereo,
singing us through.
The saddest time,
the hardest time,
a time of confusion.
You were there,
my friend,
making me feel safe.
You will always be
special to me.
You took me so gently
in your arms,
no one could have given
a better present.
You made it feel precious,
in the days I still cared.

Shinemyrtle

Saturday 11 April 2009

The First Time

All that black energy,
running around in circles,
finally getting there.
Since I was ten, I knew,
I knew this was how it would be.
Just not knowing
when or how.
I felt no peace, calm, or fear
just desperation and sadness.
The black clouds gathering,
swallowing me whole.

The humiliation
of the next morning,
not easy to forget.
Waking up in a world
of white and pale green,
knowing I'd failed.
The embarrassment stung,
but I know, next time
will be the last time.

Shinemyrtle