A web of poems for day to day.

still working on this but please enjoy my poems.

Delay

A wake up postponed,

a missing bag can't find my phone, empty cereal boxes

What ever shall i do. had moments like this, how about you?

a bus horn echoed out a sign that i am running late

I shout and shout "OI WAIT UP MATE".

There are days to be early just that might not be today.

Popping pills (triger warning )

It started with one it also seems to, then it gets multiplied,

By another. And you keep going till the pain is no more, but by then the whole bottle is empty.

You hear your name yelled out, the voice sounds scared, but it sounds so far away everything gets blurry and the darkness gets and you should be scared but your tired,

Tired of the pain, tired of trying to be happy all the time and tired of lying all the time to yourself and others.

The voice gasps it seems they found the bottle you try to apologise but the words just won't come out.

I'm sorry you try to say, sorry that your not okay sorry that the angel that everyone saw was really a shell that was being inhabited by demons that just wouldn't leave you be.

Aunt flow

It's that time again when no man will come ten feet within you,

When your mood changes quicker than the seconds on the clock, when binge eating chocolate is less frowned upon than usual

And it's a race to hoard all the heat packs.

Though for all the pains we go through we do it for a gain

For we embrace aunt flow, for we know that with it she'll bring the chance to fulfil our eternal wish to be a,

mother.

Diagnosis (other sad, one sorry)

An office void of all sound

Eyes staring blanking at the floor

a word repeating through everyone heads

"Autism", a life sentence of struggles, a consist life of constantly apologising for something that is a part of you

Medical bills, therapy, the constant eyes judging you for a piece of paper

For you haven't changed your still the same, it's everyone else who has they've simply can't see past the paper holding the diagnosis.