Saturday 4 May 2024

As the day falls

What is left to collect
Like a party full of guests a table full of glasses
Tell me what to clear away
Tell me what to get rid of 

The place used to look so white and clean 
These days it’s stained in a colour I cannot shift
A life that’s been and left pain all over the place
A life that was reeling happiness and potential is now struggling to breathe in the waves of the sea

Such a long time 
Memories spilling over the sides 
Continuously drowning my hopes and dreams with moments in time 
Moments I cannot seem to shed 
Shed so that I can re build 

Telling everyone you met that you were a fraud 
A fake it till you make it but fake it forever type person 
Like you could never step out of place
That it must have been me 
When it’s written all over your face 
Etched in like a tattoo 
You told me you were happy 
You told me that we would be ok 
You told me that it was forever
When I got the news you told me in sickness and in health 
Cancer they said 
As I stared into the blankness as my mind looked for the words
Cancer
In my breast 
For a while
Surgery and treatment 
The mat was pulled from below me 
I could barely make eye contact
But you told me you would be there 
As I say numbed like anaesthetic 
You told me you would be there 
I believed you 
I trusted you 
But you left me 
You left me alone so much 
I blamed myself for the C
I tried so hard to be attractive 
So hard to be me 
The me before this took over my body
Took over my health 
Took over me 

As the days fell
So did our relationship 
Our wedding day memories became foggy
The promises we made on holidays 
As we flew into new countries
As we decorated houses
As we created our life 

Cancer just took it all
All your promises
All our plans and future wishes


I lay here 
My mind searching through the years of moments 
Moments of happiness and joy
Moments of heartbreak 
Moments of triumph and achievement
Moments of despair 

As we lay it to rest
Divorce on the horizon 
All those stages of trying to create a unit
A unit that crumbled
A unit that died

Wednesday 1 May 2024

When is it enough?

Take away my sanity and leave me be 
Take away my filter and let me bleed
Don’t try to stop this rage you see forming 
Let it spill over and drown my surrounding 
Let me cry until I’m sick 
And when I’m sick let me cry again 
For all this trauma has left a feeling 
A feeling I cannot shift
It weighs me down like heavy shopping 
I’m starting to wonder what I’m even carrying 
Put down the bags and go through it all
Get rid of that, which doesn’t serve me 
That curbs appetite or causes sickness
Check dates and ask how long I really have 
Will I even want it when the time comes 
Choose what I like not what they say I should
Then condense it
10 bags become 5 bags become 1
Stand up and look at all that baggage I didn’t need
Those feelings that did not relate to me
That behaviour was not my fault
My illness was not my doing 


As I leave the store of my life 
The existence I have observed and witnessed has been overlooked at times 
Some of the hardest memories swarm me at nights I cannot sleep 

The treatment I have endured was the making of me 
Through that line pumping poison around every inch of my body came gratitude and clarity 
It opened my eyes to realities I had ignored
It made me choose me 
The days I felt like I was fading away 
So pale I was barely seen or recognised 
The comfort and securities of life packed up and left 
I was left in pain I could never write 
My body was fighting whilst being fought 
I was drowning whilst helplessly blowing up armbands 

I will never forget the smell, or the sensation of chemo entering my once healthy body 
The insomnia and pain 
The inability to do anything 

So now I walk away with my bag 
Only what I need 
Life is all about only what you need 
Mortality is real 
Life will end
What do I really need 
What should I really carry 
What serves me 
What enlightens me 
What helps me see the calm through a storm 
Healing when broken 
The light when lost 

Me 
It was always me
And only in that moment of my diagnosis 
And only in that moment of scans 
Lying in mris, rts or ct machines
Veins being pumped with dyes and poison and antibiotics
Injections daily 
Medications so high it was endless
It was me 
I kept going 
I didn’t give in 
I had to talk myself into every round 
It was always me 


Saturday 6 April 2024

Stop the whirlpool

How do I stop the flowing of agonising thoughts from spinning around my head?
Why do I carry such luggage around?
Where am I planning on staying?

I lay here and I still hit the wall with the complete unacceptable reality that has played out for me over 12months 
Even longer if I am honest 
What happened? When did I stumble on the hornets nest?
What did I do to end up here?

I had a marriage, I had my health, I was doing well at work 
We had found our forever home 
But that place saw the demise
The demise of my life as I knew it 
It all crumbled away like an old wooden shed 
It had been rotting for years
But I hadn’t seen it 
I barely visited it 
Didn’t take care of it
The paint was never going to cover up the damage that was spreading 

I cry tears of salt as I struggle with it all 
Stages of grief aren’t easy 

Such solace 
Such sadness 
Such an earthquake 
But this time, we didn’t survive … 

Won’t forget you

So I came to sort my meds but I’ve grabbed a coffee too 
I had your choice of drink and some cake like you would, too 
I was quite ok but then I heard your song and in that moment I could have cried 
I look around this shop and I’m hit with memories 
Which is strange as we’ve never been here 
You hated shops but would have liked this one 
Lots of aisles but very quiet
It reminds me of the trips we had getting garden furniture 
Or the times we went crazy for Xmas dinner 
All those moments and conversations
Getting excited by buying for our houses 
New towels and supplements 
Shower gels and deodrants

It feels surreal that we are at this junction 
That it collided and ended all of a sudden 
It actually hurts to think of life without you 
But I know that it’s started and that’s the way it’s become 
I would always have you to answer my questions to give me guidance and advice and patience 
But with that no more it feels quite lonely 

Dying our hair and choosing the dinners 
Diets and adulting 
It was so fun 
The early days the best 
The memories flow by and tears fall down 
Because I know that was over for a long time

We became tired and same old 
We struggled to find smiles in the queues
We avoided time out at all costs 
Stayed in and had it delivered was the decision we lived with 
It took away the excitement of buying 
Of being together and coupling 
For the chats about plans and our future 
Became silent and left with barely a mutter 

The laughing and flirting became Netflix and chill
The gaming took over our time at will
It became the new normal and harder to find the path back 
For the more we carried on the more we forgot

The dates flew by and the passion went stale 
The passion for us and creating our fairytale
Instead it was screens of distraction 
Followed by grief and horrific diagnosis 
The treatment took away the dignity 
The pain took away the fancy 

So I sit here and remember all of the fun 
The absolute complete that I had felt 
That we created a home from a white walled building 
To have a house with boxes and bags in 
The life and soul had left the party 
It had left behind a white noise so nasty
That it left us hurt and scared and lonely
And with nothing more than the thoughts that I type now
The cuddles and comfort are no longer 
The sale of our house is ever nearer 
The rings are in boxes away from the sunshine 
And our love ended 
There’s no more to say now 


Friday 8 March 2024

For the things I never said

When I look back at the series of memories that fall into my lap 
I see the tears that I had hidden 
I see the sadness in my eyes as you explained why you had lied to me about something to do with this or that 
I see me struggling to accept the door that you continually shut in front of me 
As I put a glass to the door forcing my ears to hear 
Pick up any sound it could muster 
Only to not understand the noises 
To be unable to create the words you both muttered 
To be left out of your important conversations hurt 

I will never forget the torment and confusion you caused me that day I came back home 
To see my personal battles all strewn out on the floor 
And to listen to your disturbed disgusted voice and tone belittle me in my place 
You had been through my things, my personal struggles and written encounters with the confusion and isolation my sexuality had created 
That feeling of not knowing the language I spoke 
To find yourself scrawling out messy words
But for you to just mock me 
To find myself having to apologise for what and who I was 
The girl I had been 
Was the most cruelest example I can remember and one I hate to remember at all 

What did I think I was doing 
Did I think that letting you drag your nails through my past, and look down at me for the words I’d muttered into pages 
Times of my life that I needed to understand 
And by finding courage in either typing or writing 
For you to put me down like that 
No forgiveness will ever reach me for that 

Poor young girl 
Poor young girl looking for guidance and direction from the damaged lot 
From the absent, from the hollow soul of others 

I can see her now 
I can see her on her knees 
Piling up the most innocent, yet tragically honest words into a carrier bag, ready for the rubbish  
Apologising for being who she was 
Crying and begging you to stay with her, be with her
Early days but such painful times 
Such hard realities to revisit 

Red flags were not a thing back then 
We never used those terms 
We didn’t see the beacon of light flashing as we made the mistakes 
Blinding us until our eyes were streaming from the light 

And I don’t blame myself now 
I don’t hold a grudge 
I accept the naivety and the innocence and the trust that I went into all that with 
It may have been dark but I thought my torch would light the way 
I didn’t see the walls around me as I focused on the floor 
The written warnings all around me 
Of people before me 
I didn’t see the tell-tale signs of difference and non compatibility 
I just saw the rocks and stones and stained floors 
I trusted the love bombing 
I trusted the guide 
She convinced me 
She made me believe 
Believe in the unproven non-real world 
The doomed fairytale 

But that doesn’t mean I feel nothing 
No that would be me lying 
For that may have been the start but it wasn’t the middle 
And we approached so many hurdles and helped eachother through the hardest level of assault course I’d ever experienced 
We did that 
But in the end 
Our truth was reignited 
Our days were numbered 
Our time had ended 


For all the things I never said 
I carry no regret 
I see lessons learned 
And a second chance 
A second chance to go out there and try again 
Try again 

Saturday 30 December 2023

The final act

And for this final act 
Turn on all of the lights 
Don’t let any shadows form on this stage 
For now the plot is revealed 
Finally we hit the penultimate moments of this wretched tragedy 
We all assumed it was such a love story to start with 
But the sheep’s wool soon fell down to reveal that wolf 

So now as the final lines are revealed 
The reality of this truth fills the room with a fog 
We can barely take in our breath 

We keep thinking back to the big W day 
To the first and second house thinking surely they were built to last 
Like an old Welsh cottage 
Through all those storms and winds

Not this one however 
This was built on lies and deceit 
This was built without a thought for the future 
Especially after the C arrived and spoilt plans
Took us all on a detour that did 
Especially for me 
I felt utterly heartbroken at the news 

But I kept going 
I dug deeper 
I had so many lies under my nails from fighting for our marriage
You had so much hidden in cupboards it became overwhelming 
What did you want to me to do
Scream? Hurt myself? Cry out for you?
You might’ve been sat in front of me but emotionally you had packed up and left us months ago 

I won’t believe that you did this rushed but also I don’t think it’s been for as long as you tell yourself 
I think me becoming ill was your final nail 
For me it was the start of the unravelling of torn seams left strewn from so many years of botched jobs fixing it in different colours of material 
Trying to turn our demise into a fashion piece
To be an idol to the way society was heading 
Smile for the gram but cover the reality of emptiness

For that’s all you ever were 
Nothing I ever loved 
I was fooled 
You got me 
Like a silly joke you play on kids 
But this was my life 
My health my heart and my present 
All flipped up like a badly arranged dinner table 
You had created an arrangement that made my muscles ache and my feelings hurt 
You had turned me into a blank expressionless person 
I can never forget it 

It will take time to move past this
But I assure you as the curtains are drawn and the cast take their final bow we are pleased this run is over 
The audience leaves with a lump in their throat as they grieve what could have been 
Had this been a fantasy 
For you were never real 

You had written the story as you did daily 
And when you got bored with the character, me 
You ripped it all up and started again 

Sunday 26 November 2023

Letting you go

I can honestly say I never saw this day coming
Yes it was never perfect but it was what I had and what I was happy with
There were some pretty low times between us but even after that we were OK
When I got the news of my health and it being such a serious diagnosis I immediately shut down
I knew you couldn’t deal with it
I knew I had to hold myself up 
You seemed to just disappear as each day passed by
The pain of losing a part of my body was grief I can never explain
Yes it was taking away the tumour but it was my body and something I still to this day can’t quite process 

There were such dark times 
And you had always been my light
But you were nowhere to be seen
You just vanished
The nights got lonelier as you spent them out with people who you’d known such a short time 
Over me, who you’d been with almost 8 years
I could see the deadness in your eyes 
I could not convince myself of any other excuse other than the burning brightness of you had let me go

It’s such a hard pill to swallow
Realising your whole life is changing 
Without your control
Without your fault
No blame
Just pain and surgery and treatment that strips away all you ever had taking you to the core in the hope of ridding you of a disease that will surely take with it, your life

But with all this as well?
No passion or compassion
Just anger and disgust 
Boaring into me as I sat there in pain from chemo 
No energy to fight for us 
Can’t win a losing battle
Can’t fight if you are not even looking up
You had no intention of saving this ship
We were truly doomed and you did not even look back to see the damage

You were pages ahead in this twisted tale 
I was just a bystander in the end
Watching as you took it all away from me
The memories snapped into pictures existed now as only memories 
The kindness in your eyes had died
That look I used to fear was now the constant


I cry because I miss it
I cry because I thought it was deeper than it ever was
It was only ever surface level and that hurts to accept
I gave myself to you 
Fully and unapologetically 
And you didn’t even pick it up
Not really 
Not really

I tried 
I always met you halfway
I did all I could 
I was not always right but I did try 

I will just have to stop looking over my shoulder
You were never behind me 
You were never trying to catch me up
We weren’t even on the same page

Our story has been written
The ending was abrupt but coming 
Just like the rings in the boxes hidden out of sight
The pictures boxed up and never to see the light
We are done 
It will take some time to really move passed it all
But that is the only path I have 

KP nuts
Over and out 
Lights out 
Door closed