Fed Up.


I'm so fed up.
I'm fed up of this.
I'm fed up with work.
I'm fed up with my family.
I'm fed up with how people treat me.
I'm fed up that I can never think of the right thing to say.
I'm fed up with how no-one understands me.
I'm fed up that I'm not how my parents thought I'd turn out.
I'm fed up that my past constantly haunts me.
I'm fed up with how people use me. And shit on me. And act as if they are so much better than me. And have a waaaaaaay better life than me. And have waaaaaaay more money than me. And how they can do THIS and THAT way better than me.
I'm fed up of being broke and broken, crushed and cynical, depressed and disillusioned, lonely and loveless.
I'm fed up of the lies and the stories and the bitching and the betrayal.
I'm fed up of finally believing that this person is different to the last.
But they all turn out the same.
And they all told us that it would be better than this.
They lied.

I'm fed up.
I'm so f**king fed up.

Tuesday 27 October 2015 at 15:45

Tornado.

The storm envelopes me,
enclosing me in a cocoon of horror.
Lies. False promises. No Hope.
This mistake. Full of error.

I learnt to trust.
Put this heart on the line.
But all I got was betrayal.

And all this rage inside,
cannot be contained.
It's claws are reaching out and digging in.

And you'll find yourself lost.
At the heart of this tornado.

Tuesday 15 September 2015 at 15:26

Liberated.

I went on without you.
It was for the best.
We both knew this road wouldn't last
Forever.
A ticking time bomb.
Ready to explode.
Our hearts and minds collided.
And everything fell apart.
I never thought I'd get an answer to my 'what ifs'.
Now I have it.

It felt so good to be touched by someone else.
It felt so good knowing you won't be my last.
But it feels better knowing that you're gone.
And now here I am.

Liberated.

at 15:18