You told me you didn't want your words, What you said during that awful, cruel and Heartbreaking time to matter. To count against you and they didn’tI didn't forget them, however. I never did hold all those nasty things That you said to me against you. Even when you compared me to a wife That... Continue Reading →

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You left me.Even before I got on the plane, I know now it was the booze.Your ever-present mistress. Maybe I was the mistress, andyou were cheating with meon your true love, Alcohol. Oh, I know,She's inviting andwarm and always there She takes away all the pain,but she is a whore. You must pay before you... Continue Reading →

“I’m so sorry.I keep forgetting he is gone.”Words that reverberateStick with me, clanging like a damn bellI can’t forget he is goneHow could anyone forget that he is gone?The world became a frozen wasteland that dayEverything changed, again.You keep forgetting that he is goneI can’t stop remembering ©MelanieMcCurdie2019

I wish you could understand.There are not enough wordsNor are there emotions to explain it Or maybe I don't wish you couldInnocence is bliss, so they say Maybe, I'm tired of explaining and justifyingOf listening to people preach to me about lossAs though I know nothing of grief Maybe, I'm tired of being lonely day... Continue Reading →

You know how there's this theory that you'd be blown away by the blast from disruption in the space/time continuum? That's what sudden loss is like. But it's not theory. It's reality. It happens, as it would, to anyone who has just had their entire world implode around them. A literal crumble and destruction of... Continue Reading →

What's this … I changed? And what exactly do you know about change? This from someone who is still so tied to apron strings That you play frog to the command to jump every single time And from someone who has no right to ask you to do anything Oh sure, make everyone and anyone... Continue Reading →

Bipedal Crow

It’s a worn-out point of contention *sigh* I may not be the smartest beast on the block But even I can see dark feathers don’t hide tinsel Those fucking sparkles stand out like a neon sign As a breathing storage system masquerading as human I collect shiny things for review, be it literal or figurative... Continue Reading →

scar tissue

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 →

Cologne

It’s getting late, the moon high in the sky So am I, but not so much that I don’t feel his weight on the bed, so familiar that I time my breath exhaling the soft sigh of relief as he lies down behind me the scent of that horrible cologne that I would endlessly tease... Continue Reading →

Thomas Taylor Davis https://bit.ly/2JQ4W5G I lost him on the 9th of July; I lost contact, although I tried and tried to raise him, I couldn’t reach him, and on the 10th, we all lost him. Many of you don’t know Tom the way I do, and that’s a good thing. It means I can open... 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 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 →

I just don't understand. I can't comprehend how using actual words does not make you heard. Then WHY, exactly am I wasting my breath talking to a deaf world full of people singing 🎤 me me me 🎤 ? I suppose ... I like the sound of my own voice? Still, it's a good question   ©MelanieMcCurdie2017

Too much. You are too much. You're a mother now; you can't act that way. Can't you tone it down? Act your age please Be an adult! Gods woman, You are just too much - Too much of what? Too much of a human who loves life? Too real and raw for people to deal?... Continue Reading →

Just keep breathing I'm trying but Wheezing whining crying alone In the dark The elephant It's on my chest And it's giving delighted gifts; (huge butt wiggles) While I still try furiously futilely fight The constant war Between the lines Belief and faith Someone else's Views of what is Right or always wrong. But Gods... Continue Reading →

I used to overflow Sitting on a sofa Chesterfield Couch, whatever. Thighs spilled over edges Although not a lot And my gut filled my lap More than the kids ever did Shortness of breath from walking Down the street was more common Than breathlessness for any other reason Today I sat in the same place... Continue Reading →

I was a good and faithful daughter. I paid my tithe and I paid my time and I paid my dues I payed for my sins and prayed for my soul prayed for forgiveness for sins I hadn't committed yet All because my ancestors grandparents, my parents, did because a man in a robe told... Continue Reading →

This morning I did something I have never done before - while the children were bickering and the telephone was ringing and the television blaring - I snuck off to the powder room and quietly closed the door and then I slid down to the floor then with my elbows on my knees and my... Continue Reading →

Who am I? It depends,  I suppose,  in which context you ask as to my answers,  but, in general: I am a human female, but resent the human part. It's an unnecessary affirmation that pokes at a sore spot, frankly. I still have most of my original parts, though my requests for harvesting certain organs... Continue Reading →

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