Caution

Everything she touches dies
Life with her is not sustainable, that’s no surprise

She’s completely toxic
All things with her are catastrophic

She leaves destruction in her path
Sadness, anger, dissatisfaction always part of the aftermath

Honestly, poison would be a better option
At least you could take some sort of precaution

Approach at your own risk, you’ve been warned
So when she ruins you too, don’t act all misinformed

PhD

I have a doctorate in loneliness
An education I recently acquiesced

Originally not a choice I made
But for my freedom it was the price I paid

Before I knew it the isolation took over
And I wasn’t ready for this level of overexposure

I didn’t know what this lesson in loneliness would require
Turns out it would be baptism by fire

Now, the silence no longer swallows me
Instead it knows all of my idiosyncrasies

I’m no longer uncomfortable here
Or scared if I stay too long I will disappear

Today, it’s okay if I’m alone
No longer need company on the telephone

Learning to embrace solitude was harder than I ever could have known
The culmination of all my studies, my capstone

For no one knows what tomorrow will bring
But I’m smarter, stronger now, ready for anything

Goodbye

You walked away a while ago
Threw your ring on the the floor
Stopped loving me
Hardly came home anymore

And it took me a long time to face facts
So many truths to uncover
That you had moved on
Fell in love with another

Now it’s time for you to leave
And you’re dragging your feet
Told me you wanted a divorce
Then took a back seat

I was more than patient with you
Ridiculously generous with time
You gave me your word
Clearly, it wasn’t worth a dime

And yes, it’s the end of what was
You could say it’s almost bittersweet
Learned a lot of lessons
One, I won’t live with a cheat

So it’s time for you to move out
I’ll help you pack
You chose this, remember
So there is no turning back

Widow

He’s burying her
In his thoughts and memories
Of what was and used to be

He’s mourning her
Feeling the loss so deep
Reaching across to the void where she used to sleep

He’s grieving for her
In his own way, the only way he knows
Hiding inside himself, covering pain but remaining composed

He’s cried for her
Let out all the hurt and sobbed through the ache
Washing away his guilt, for it was she, he forsake

He’s eulogized her
Reminisced of the times they shared
But now he’s alone, starting over and scared

He’s buried her
Finally laid her to rest
He’ll try to forget her but his efforts will be fruitless

Bed

The other side of the bed
Where no one lays
Still remains empty
Sheets cold and undisturbed, nowadays

I often look over and wonder
Will that space ever be occupied
Will someone ever be there
Laying by my side

Reaching over, feeling nothing
I am quickly made aware
It’s just me, still alone
Not a soul, not anywhere

Confessions – 12th ed.

It’s been a minute so I think I’m due for a public admission of my sins and other shit.

New to my shenanigans? I like to confess my things on my blog. It makes me feel ever so slightly lighter and it’s swimsuit season y’all, so any little bit helps. What are your confessions?

  • As much as I hate people, I miss working in the office. And I miss looking forward to coming home.
  • The vanilla cone is back at McDonald’s! GO! RUN! Get one, ten, now! I’ve honest to Google, never been happier. I’ve had a few…
  • Yellow makes me happy. So happy. It’s my spirit color.
  • I think White Claws are trash. Yeah I said what I said and I’m not sorry!!!
  • Right now, I’m winging this thing they call life and it scares the shit out of me. I’m a planner person and the fact that I can’t clearly see in front of me makes me nervous.
  • There are only two things I physically like about myself: my hair (it’s fabulous) and my eyes. That’s it. Self love is clearly something I need to work on…
  • I have created a lot of playlists on Spotify. Most recently I started a Country one. I KNOW. This was shocking to me too. I’m still processing. But my niece would probably be very pleased.
  • I absolutely love to buy underwear. Legit my favorite thing to shop for.
  • It appears that I am chronically behind on good TV. There is a lot of shit out there that I just haven’t seen/binged or only seen part of here and there. The list includes: Curb Your Enthusiasm, How I Met Your Mother, The Big Bang Theory, Arrested Development, Archer, It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia…I could go on. I know I know. I should take my 30 days of PTO and dedicate my time to rectifying this mistake.

These are my confessions.