Bath Thoughts
I dont want to be that girl. Moody. Angry. Sad.Breathing dragon fire.Squashed wet face.Bubble bath thoughts taste watery ‘I’ve never been this nasty’‘I forgot to say aloud how beautiful you are to me.’The bathroom floor,always so near
I dont want to be that girl. Moody. Angry. Sad.Breathing dragon fire.Squashed wet face.Bubble bath thoughts taste watery ‘I’ve never been this nasty’‘I forgot to say aloud how beautiful you are to me.’The bathroom floor,always so near
*Does a little hoppity crazy dance across the floor in my striped socks and shakes my hair and says, ‘Oh yeah? You don’t know where life will take you, you really don’t know anything at all, love’ *
You’re the redness in the earth You’re the hollow in her lip You’re the red in the center of my iris You’re the blood under bus railings(coughed out by an old man whose back shook as he heaved)The redness sits there for years until,one little girl holds the railing in […]
Me: There’s something wrong with my fingers. They’re too bent. (Displays crooked fingers to them) Mother&Father: (Inspecting) Hmm. You’re right. Me: […]
White scars,that sit in in the skin; the dip of the collarbonethe graze beneath the right middle knucklestains in the eye (reflected momentshidden beneath blinks) sometimes, occasionally,it pricklesand the more it is scrubbedthe deeper it digs until it’s so embedded it creeps into boneand crouches therewaiting. writhing in bloodfused to […]
My heart is like a ripe raw fruitbursting with passionoverflowing with fragrance reaching for the skyand blooming with desire but sometimes… like a withered flowerbrown, hollowshrivelled lost.
Fragile papery, egos are funny little things Feelings with a name like a monster locked in a dark cellar
A neverending spectre of lightsdriving holes in my thoughts the accompanying soundsare not loud and harsh, as you would expect but mute and garbled. Indistinct Head in hands. I sway to an unknown musicI move to something within and without the noise the space in-between, always
You live yours,and I live mine and I love you I don’t always live up toyour expectations, You don’t always live up tomine, But when you do,when you live up to mine And I live up to yours how wonderful the world ishow bright the light seems
This year I: I saw SnowOn the HimilayasMy third eldest sister marriedWe had a weddingI finally had a party for my birthdayI let go I hurtI learnt to jump againI wroteI wrote alotI wrote even moreI wrote a novelI wrote a short storyI removed three wisdom teethI felt a little […]