Poetry From Choas

Burying the choas | writer ~ Meaghan. B |

[ramblesofcomfort]

I’ve been searching for a home for years and I’ve come to a conclusion that I left home a long time ago.

Home was when the street lights turned on and all the kids ran home for tea & bed.

Home was abandoning your bike and jumping straight onto the swings without fear.

Home was believing in the magic, that Santa brought you that doll. That the tooth fairy gave you that £1 coin.

Home was in the pet that greeted you after your long day at school, the happy taps of their paws and the chorus of pure excitement to see you again.

Home was settling down for an hour of a Saturday evening with everyone in your household to watch one moment of TV without upset.

Home was in the misty mornings walking to school in your checked summer dresses and frozen water bottles thawing in your favourite characters back pack.

Home was and always will be a distant hazy memory because Home wasn’t a place but a moment in time. A beginning to an end.

I’ve lost my home.

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[ramblesofcomfort]

I found solace in the silence after your departure, I finally found the answers to all my questions…

I wasn’t enough…

Strangely I still went on.

~ Meaghan. B

[ramblesofcomfort]

Please don’t call my mom, she caused this.

[ramblesofcomfort]

My childhood self doesn’t look for me anymore, they don’t recognise who we’ve turned out to be.

~ Meaghan. B

[ramblesofcomfort]

The loneliness of walking in a body that no longer resembles the photos on the walls haunts me.

~ Meaghan. B

[ramblesofcomfort]

Pick me apart, make me who you want me to be.

Make me who you want to love.

Make me easier to love.

Please

~ Meaghan. B

[ramblesofcomfort]

I sometimes feel my childhood self dragging itself behind me screaming for me to stop the destruction.

~ Meaghan. B

[ramblesofcomfort]

The comfort in the loneliness kept me present just enough to make it through it all.

- Meaghan. B

[resqectable]

“Before the truth can set you free you need to recognize which lie is holding you hostage.”

— Unknown

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

Crushes are for children, my darling. I have mind-bending, world-ending, heart-wrenching affairs.

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

"Midsummer", d.x.yll/From Franz Kafka diaries 1910-1923

[perfectquote]

“Fall for someone who makes you love yourself a bit more.”

— Unknown

[reallybadblackoutpoems]

meditations on first philosophy (1641) - rene descartes

"who give a shit"