When I think of you and her, I feel alone.
When I feel alone, I get really sad.
When I get really sad, I become afraid.
When I am afraid, I run away.
When I am afraid, I block it out.
When I am afraid, I take lots of sleeping pills and knock myself out.
I do this because being conscious is too painful.
When I am conscious, I think of you and her.
When I am conscious, I see that photo every time I blink.
When I am conscious, I am vulnerable, susceptible, at risk.
When I am conscious, I am alone, sad, afraid. I am terrified
of myself, of you hurting me again, of the future.
I am alone, I am sad and I am afraid.
poetry & prose by HLR 
Don’t be
Be strong
Sings the most valiant song
Not before long
Your will find your redemption
To your satisfaction
Ignore the rest,
that pain, such hurt,
that kiss and his flirt
Listen to me
Treat the past like dirt
Washed up old shirt
Your future is bright
It will have joy and delight
Be strong, carry on
Kick the tyres,
Rekindle fires
Within you
To get you through
See to it
Be to it
Just don’t
Never never quit
Thank you so very much AB, your comment means a lot to me and really spoke to me. Thank you xxx
You are most welcome :-) your words were quite heartfelt, hang in there, don’t let others get better of you :-) you are awesome, always remember that :-)
*hugs*
Thanks sweetie xx