The True Narrative

To believe that others are horrible (or treat me horribly) is not a fun world to be in. To believe I’m horrible and a piece of shit is not a fun world to be in. A much better narrative, is to know we all have attachment insecurities, micro reactions, quick traumas that are triggered and…

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Possession

I stole your heart, locked it inside a wooden boxSwallowed the keyWaited and watchedWatched and waited as others grew warm by the thought of your touch Yet you stayed and relished in the coldIsolated and aloneIncapable yet desperate for that warmth that always remained in sightAlways far from reach Your favourite colour was once emerald…

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One Night

Him Cut in oval shapes, Toni’s nails were painted in the perfect shade of blue. Not many can pull off presidential blue, but she could… she did. She smelt of spiced earl grey and tobacco, two of my favourite things. The closest thing I knew to perfection… effortlessly so. Yet I remained unmoved by her,…

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Two of a Kind

You never loved me. You only loved what I could give you. So I gave… my time, my money, my career, my friends, my name… the last drip-drop of my sanity. I gave till I had one thing left, and I gladly gave you that. I… I never loved you. I loved the idea of…

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Doors Wide Shut

Isolation soon became him. Doors wide shut. No entry, no exit. Forced out and apart on rare occasion to quench his drink thirst. Camouflaged trench and drink thirst spiked, he approached the iconic outback pub. Rough as guts, full of hard-looking characters with gold for hearts… He took to his usual seat location. Five-second immediacy to the bar and gents,…

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