Some men can love. 

Thank you to my father, my brother, And my brothers, For teaching me that men are capable of unconditional and untainted loving. Thanks to you I do not trepidate when walking away from anything less.  Advertisements

2 months till 25. 

2 months till 25. 2 months till we turn 25. We were supposed to do this together. I wish I could hold you, love you back to existence. But what use is it now, when I didn’t see your pain before it took you away.  I know you’re looking out for my little girl there,…

This isn’t everything you are.

    12 Nov, ’17.   I remember collapsing, crashing down to the floor, screaming, begging, praying it all ends. I remember pinching my wrists till proof of life manifested upon them in all its crimson glory. I was drowning in the full weight of my past, present and the future – like I never…

Runaway Love 

You look at me with your eyes glistening like a love song, I step aside to the shadow, step away from the light, I turn to him and make a joke  – you look at me – now with hollow eyes I turn around and walk away, murmuring under my breath; run baby girl, run. 

Walls. 

Placed my self amidst a wall  insulated with quips and jokes sharing too much too often convincing you that you knew it all I built myself a wall hoping it would keep them all out I forgot the likes of you that move mountains and climb over walls Just for the thrill of getting to…

2. Recording for posterity; A Series. 

Listened to a song on replay and danced along while smiling till my cheak hurts.  Recording for posterity, in case I forget again: I’m a child of love with an arsenal of love within. Maybe, maybe my purpose is to listen to the songs of love that I can’t even relate to and love, love…

Divorced marriages; an extract from a conversation. 

Sent (16.45): I’ve always told you that the fact that you’re his wife is separate to the fact that you’re my mother and he is my father. You two made me together. I am yours. That is indifferent to your civil status, or his.  Received (16.48): Thank you. When did you become so wise? Sent…

Resurrection: a love song. 

And I realised That I’ve holding on  to all the wrong parts of you  running back to old mistakes old love songs – the ones that tasted like pain with hints of self absorbed musk.  I realised, I’ve beenrunning back in time trying to resurrect you but holding on to  all the wrong love songs….

Back in hiding. 

I’m back in hiding, back with silence. Silence and I have always been friends, we had a lot in common. We were both over used, under appreciate and completely misunderstood. Nina Simone is singing “little girl blue” for the 25th  hour now – on repeat. Simone understands;  Sit there and count your fingers What can…

My go-to; 

I’ve tried to articulate how I feel about you, only to realise it’s not something I can confine to words. Here’s my best shot at it; .. I want to say that you’re always there, thank you for being my constant. . . But you see, you’ve taught me that nothing is – not me,…

Recording for Posterity; A Series. 

Recording for posterity:  Did you know you’re on fire? Did you know that you’re beautiful? Did you know you got me fucked up? Did you know that you’re gorgeous? [Mike Posner:] Alright, I can still remember how the weed smelled When you were riding shotgun, no seat belt Or the SS just taking hits Sold…

Dysfunctional love 

“Ha, of course! Between the romantic and dysfunctional we have to choose the dysfunctional love song!” “I like that about us though, actually, I think that’s my favourite thing about us”. You see, we had to grow up overnight – the whole lot of us. Somewhere down the road each of us had to face…