Michelle Whennan

For now the feeling of fondness remains
More painful than the familiar anger & bitterness
My companions and protectors for so long.

As I wander down the land today
I hope to find some friends to play
The sun is out so I can’t see why
I’d be all alone under this blue sky

I can look good in a pair of heels
If my ankles play along
And I find my ample butt cheeks
Support a lacey thong

There’s a dalmatian in my lunchbox
And he’s got me hopping mad
Cos when I checked this morning
There was only bread and jam!

I hope you’re sitting down now
Cos I think you’ll be quite shocked . . .

I’ve checked my mail, Facebook ,my phone
Is anybody out there?

She is alone.

A single teardrop falls, racing her head to the pillow and winning.

Sometimes chocolate cake’s an answer
When life rains down its blows
Sometimes chocolate cake’s an answer
When relationship doors close

Sometimes chocolate cake’s an answer
To smooth a bu…

I guess I look like someone you used to know
And if I play my part right, the changes might not show

Back in my box where I belong
Wings clipped and folded tight

A small piece of my heart
Lays shattered and cold on the gorund

Rhyming words seem wrong somehow
For what I have to say
But I have no rules that seem to fit
I never thought I’d see this day

Loathing this self-indulgence
I can see no way ahead
If dreams are followed for one of us
The other’s can only lay dead

She shook her head, her chin trembling. She knew nothing, from this moment on, would ever be right again

Do I ravage, filling my need in mindless indulgence or torture myself with slow explorations?

I am strong enough
I conquer
I function

I am here

It slips over my face . . .

Is talking to wallpaper mad?
I’m not convinced, mine seems quite sad

It might have feelings like me and you
Have lots of things it wants to do

But there it stays trapped in one place
N…

Sucking up
Your weasling ways
Cunning Smiles
Openly manipulating
Phoney persona
Hate your ways
Animosity grows
Noxious weed
Tired of you

Brightly painted ponies chasing
The gap never closing
Up and down, round and round