Happy Divorce-anniversary to me

One year. On the 10th. I’m 26 minutes late. But I’ve been busy. Enjoying life. My midweek pub quiz night out with my pals. Life goes on. Life. Having one. Made by me. For me. Life is good!

Safe (I don’t feel it)

Laying on the living room floor. In tears. Crying bucket loads. Listening to music. Woeful tunes. Unhelpful. But I can’t help it. Too many martinis… stirred not shaken… 007 Daniel Craig stylie… he’s not bothered if they are shaken or stirred. Mind racing. Heart racing. I don’t feel safe. An alien concept, I abore. I…

Still…

Still not right Lost my fight Can’t find my spark Trapped in the dark The smallest thing Sends me reeling Wish I could shake it Or even fake it God, I miss the light I just want to feel alright