I know that you loved me and that you did to the last breath in your body. I know it like I know that if I throw myself from A 13th floor balcony that what you loved would beNothing more than a splatter stain on the pavement. That's how I can live with the fact... Continue Reading →

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The Gods of my Knowing Don't answer anymore I have nothing more to give Than the devotions So I've resorted to praying Not my kind of prayer But a more formative knowledge And still receive no response ©MelanieMcCurdie2019

It's the little things that I miss A smile that says I missed you A kiss hello that says HELLO The squeeze of a hand Dancing in the kitchen The giggles over stupidity Making out in the car Watching hockey in companionable silence Holding hands because you can The little things that mattered most. ©MelanieMcCurdie2019

It's so difficult to move forwardsitting here staring out the window at the sunshine and twitterpated birdsthinking that I’d rather be lost in a bottlestoned out of my treeasleep where nothing hurtsand I'm not sure ifI want to feel somethingor feel nothing because both are painfulI'm not alone but I ambecause my heart isn't into... Continue Reading →

An amiable loverAlways waiting, patiently,Silently, it calls, though I resistUntil I can’t anymoreAn open armed greeting, The fire burns all the way downComforting as a broken hugBut I'd give it all for something moreThe warmth of a pair of willing armsTo be enclosed in a caring embraceWould be so much better than waking aloneWith a... Continue Reading →

5 shot showdownSundown brings stress Rather than sweet slumber, andAll I can do is sit, Sigh out of the window With my mind trying to Suicide itself on paperNothing heals the breathless void, The seduction of the Abyss that Threatens to swallow me wholeSometimes I wonder if living, If the effort to breathe,Is worth the... Continue Reading →

She's aware that she's not ugly, don't kid yourself;but because she has a pretty face,no one looks further than the mask that she's forced wear for everyone else She knows what you’re thinking - Why be bothered with a deeper well?Wasting time nurturing a thirst, when A quick drink at the edge of the Pool... Continue Reading →

Jackson’s daughter loved Frozen and at age 4, could recite every single word to that stupid movie about an enchanted whiner who couldn’t deal with her shit and froze everything’s script including the snowman. He liked Olaf in spite of himself.  The reindeer too.  The fact that Opal knew every single wasn’t the worst of... Continue Reading →

I hit him. I balled up my fist and hit him square in the sniffer. I've always said that if I had the chance,  if I were ever in the perfect time and at the perfect place, I would punch Billy Sharp just once and make it count for everything.  It didn't happen that way, though,... Continue Reading →

Midnight has passed and the moon is just a sliver in the sky above her.  At Glory Nobel's feet, a man lays naked and unconscious, and she nudges his still toned ass with the tip of her bare foot. Once upon a time, Theo had brought her here, and she fell to his romantic gestures and... Continue Reading →

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She said, "Tell me how a person goes on, after." I stared, dumbfounded and in disbelief, as she chuckled at my expression. I didn't find humour in her statement Snapping my response like a bullwhip "You just do, or you don't. A lot of days, you wish you didn't." I mused a moment, counting heartbeats... Continue Reading →

Lately I feel like I've become a burden No matter how often I get told I hear people talking and still - I'm not that difficult to be around self centred enough to want to talk about me for a change maybe how my day is or how’s the weather I feel like I've been... Continue Reading →

She knew something was wrong when he stopped bringing her flowers as a surprise, or coffee in bed or wanted an impromptu date to the grocery store with a milkshake after. Those small things, like asking how she was, holding her hand, even a kiss goodnight  ceased and she noticed. She even used her words, spoke... Continue Reading →

I can hear the neighbors Stomping like wild horses Over my head and it's seems so simple Just not a hard concept But man apparently these people forgot They live in apartments, like the ones under their elephantine feet Things are not rosy They aren't fantastic and no Please don't ask me to talk It's... Continue Reading →

I'm sitting here In the dark With my head Under the covers And toes exposed Watching a movie With the earbuds in The kind where everybody screams Eating cheese like a weirdo And I can't help think That it'd be more fun with company ©MelanieMcCurdie

I know what overwhelmed feels like ... It's personalised torture straight from the brain You can't breathe and everything is too close Then it’s too hot – then cold – then hot Sometimes, hands shake and bones creak Your stomach twists and turns along with your heart You don’t want to eat or drink because... Continue Reading →

I truly think that the community of man, is not meant to be awake so much We aren’t nocturnal Not by nature or design We are not bats nor bears, so we don’t hibernate. Except by choice or through a divine act; call it a interjection of benevolence from some derelict deity ©MelanieMcCurdie2018    ... Continue Reading →

I went outside again today It was very bright and loud There was fucking snow everywhere but The sun was all sunny MAKE UP YOUR MIND!! All this as the doors to that Wanna be Hoth out there Come closer and closer It caused my chest to freeze up And I started to sweat Because... Continue Reading →

I feel as though we live in a world full of false faces We are forced to wear masks, act is life is hunky dory, She wears a smile so all is sunshine and daisies It's a joke with no punchline. Nobody wants to look past their proboscis and Past the mirror in their eyes... Continue Reading →

Youth's graceful ballet Supple, kept alive, so often, so quietly It fades, as prancing ponies do It gets wiped away by wrinkles and silver linings And like footprints in the sand We begin life again, older These shrouded smiles Some trapped in memories Rather than photographs in albums Are the faces of ghosts Found in... Continue Reading →

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