Done

“Done dealing with you
Don’t know how to deal with me
Done fuckin’ with you, don’t know how to love me” – Jhene Aiko

I feel much stronger I’ve got this!

With the power vested within, I’ll remain true to myself, and you shall not flood my life with bullshit again.

I imagine yesterday, to be the day you realised I’ve gone forever.

No longer shall your issues plague my existence. No more I will be your crutch, holding you up when you need a prop – user.

My life is my life, and I shall live it as I wish.

You Cannot

You cannot define me.

I’m unique.

Our universe placed me into this world.

I’m the only version of me, in existence.

There are no duplications for you to start over with.

All the replicas never passed beta mode.

I had hoped for better.

I Pray

I pray that you get everything I could not give to you.

I pray that you do well.

I pray for you.

Crow cackles in the short distance, and out he coughs ‘Liar, liar! Atheist! Atheist.’

His sapphire blue eyes turn fiery red, and he flies down and lands on Unique’s head.

She’s kneeling at the grave of a love that never existed, for she pays her respects. But Crow cheers her for being a hypocrite.

Atheist! He caws before landing on the fresh mount of dirt.

‘Here lies a foolish man who is now home to my snacks, worms and maggots and the odd juicy rat!’

A fake tear falls from the right eye of Unique. Crow turns quickly, and it lands on his beak.

‘I love you, Unique.’

Can we Bend Tomorrow?

Hey friend! How are you today?

I wonder if you could help me, please?

I have this idea that transpired from an arm stretch, and I wish to bend tomorrow.

I want it to curve and wrap itself around me, as I know it will be tremendous and meshed into the sea.

Tonight I’ll pick five stars from our wealthy universe; I’ll ground them with my elbows and sprinkle them all over your house.

Join me now.

#APrivateThought

I hate Rona’ just as much as anyone else. But Rona’s presence has caused me to start over – I now go jogging/running at least 3 days a week.

  • I read more (guess I miss being able to visit the library.)
  • I value the little things more! Far too many to list.

#Covid19Life

iRead: Waxy by Camilla Grudova

iRead: Waxy by Camilla Grudova

“The man ordered a whole Golden Syrup Toast from himself and ate it greedily, chewing with his mouth wide open in a grin. I felt ill, and never went back to that café again. It didn’t much matter, the café menus were the same everywhere:

COFFEE

GOLDEN SYRUP TOAST

BOILED TINNED MEAT WITH TOAST

The tinned meat became grey when it was boiled and made the toast all wet; most people just ordered the Golden Syrup Toast with Coffee.” – Waxy (Pg. 43 Grudova, 2017)

As a Writer, we have the super-power to create any world we wish! From the Wizarding World of Hogwarts, right through to cafes all around offering the same menu. I think it’s easy to forget that we are here to create! I inherently know I was born to create, and that’s all I do.

There are no rules to a Writers creation – You are the Creator in your world of Writing.  I want you to remember that. Even if you are only starting today, or you started a while ago, you are in charge of your creative pieces, and I implore you to create whatever you wish, in your own words.

Ted Hughes wrote Iron Man

JK Rowling created Harry Potter

Richard Siken penned You Are Jeff

And I created Exit Sasha

Creative Writing isn’t about writing for the sake of it and hoping it’s incredible. For me, it’s about writing from the heart, while remaining true to my mind. My amazing mind that produces unique pieces!

What super-powers do you possess as a writer? What advice would you share in this day and age?

I appreciate everyone who reads my blog, and I hope that you gain something positive from your visit.

Unique

Today

Today

It was today I realised some actions have no value.

I’m dishonest.

Big Squares can’t fit into small circles, but small circles can fit into big squares.

Then I remembered I do not believe anyway!

If and when trauma hits, I would’ve died 33 minutes prior to its arrival.

💗

That pink heart has literally floated away.

Bullshit

The last record of B

Finally!

It has taken me months to delete you permanently. Your number in my phone caused me a great deal of anxiety.

We were once close – but I now accept your best facadé. ‘I could just lie to you now!’ You once said that, twice.

Only you were lying; it’s taken me forever to realise.

I trusted in you! I believed all you spoke, I lifted you high up and you gave me hope. But that was AI

You wanted to keep in touch, to have your ego regularly stroked ‘Hey Unique, how are you doing?’ Was your easiest entry.

Imagine you texted shit, to have access to me? Imagine you went from minutes to weeks – that felt like an eternity.

I do not wish you well!

I hereby retract all wishes.

I hope you drown in attention and your deceit eats into your dreams.

You may think you’re somebody now, but 7 billion people reside in our world.

Not even 0.1% know who you are*

I do not wish you prosperity as you had that once before.

You’ll never get that status again, never.

No. Not one.

Your next text will be deleted.

Unread.

Deleted.

Your negative energy is blocked, for eternity this time.

You’re fake.

Keep acting – the bathtub suits your life in the gutter.

I replay memories of your lies in action; I hear the cries and artificial stutter.

No more bullshit from you, B!

Monday

Hello Monday,

Nice to see you again!

I wish for many more to come, filled with sunshine, snow and rain.

I love the beautiful birds that sing all around.

I miss a lot of things, but staying inside is where I can be found.

#StayHomeSaveLives

Narcissist

I confess I’m a narcissist. I need to hear what I already know.

But I need you to say it, and even then I won’t go.

I must hear it from your lips, in your voice, your accent, even in a whisper.

Tell me how amazing I am!

Tell me now and tell me so.

Stroke my colossal ego and then fuck off. GO!

I’m Not

I’m not inconsiderate or loaded with rage like a gun.

We can’t be friends. Who the fuck are you?

Fake!

Keep digging.

I’ll watch on as your plot capsizes and a mudslide hides your demons.

Keep your distance as I’ll find a way to burn you alive.

I will wait until all water runs dry and I’ll watch as your flesh burning and embers fly.

Reciting the word hate is a negative trait, so I’ll blow a kiss to your memory.

Closed Off

I’m not open to love.

I’m unavailable for care.

I’m not interested in your problems. Please do not share.

I’m deliberating blocking you out of my life, for forever and a day.

I’m closed off to your negative energy in every single way.

Lecture Me

About the people you know.

The knowledge you have.

The places you’ve been to.

The food you’ve tasted.

The life you’ve lived.

Share? Nah.

I’m no longer waiting.

I shall become more prominent than you’ll ever reach.

Don’t trust me; trust our universe.

Wishes

I wish you did not exist.

I wish we had never kissed.

I wish you didn’t fucking lie.

I wish simple things had never died.

I wish you weren’t a fucking cunt.

I wish your life weren’t a front.

I wish you didn’t lie to me.

I trust no one now and no more I will see.

Bullshit in my view.