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  • There Comes a Time

    by MissT There comes a time when the running ends,when the hiding caves in,and what we burypushes through the soil like weeds. The self-hatred.The insecurities.The cracks in the mirror.The belief that “it won’t happen to me,until it does.” Therapy taught me this:the wounds we carry,the blame we drag,they were never ours to begin with. We…

  • A Fine Vintageby.                  By.                                        MissT

    They say I’m older, past my prime,I say I’m aged, a rich red wine.With every year I gain more flair,a velvet wit, a bold-eyed stare. I don’t chase boys, I make them trip,with just a smile, a sway, a quip.It’s not the years that steal the show,it’s knowing what I want, and letting it show.…

  • The Mewinator

    I’m in the Way (Because I Can) Oh, you wanted to type? Too bad, here’s my bum.Your keyboard’s now mine—look, I’ll press “caps lock” for fun.That book that you’re reading? I’ll nap on that too.And the chair that you love? Sorry—reserved just for mew. I’ll sprawl in the hallway, a furry roadblock,and trip you at…

  • Garden of Trust

    by MissT Love after divorce takes a gentler start,not butterflies racing, but peace for the heart.Not fleeting sparks that vanish too fast,but a steady flame that’s built to last. The eyes grow wiser through sorrow and pain,they know what to cherish, what not to sustain.Red flags are warnings, no longer disguised,truth is the compass of…

  • Who am I to judge

    Who Am I Who am I to judge,when I met you this way?Who am I to tell youhow to live, what to say? I walked into your world,with its cracks and its fire,and though I wished for more,I loved what I desired. But love is not command,nor a cage, nor a rule.It’s holding on gently,not…

  • The ache

    The ache of what I wanted What I saw in your eyes Was never really truthful And disguised by little lies My heart has been here before It’s broken in to pieces Because i believed you cared for me But now that thought decreases The battles that you face The addictions that you suffer The…

  • The day I chose alone It was a new something for me.  Being by myself. I am trying to navigate the boredom of amusing myself for the first time ever.  No kids constantly round me.  No husband demanding my time.  Glowing up.  Getting published was something I achieved in 3 short months by being by…

  • Where is my saviour? My Lawrence of Arabia? My romeo my Heathcliff? My lover to tiff? Oh wait there my sister? Whose that in the mirror? Tis you you mere fool And don’t you look cool? Stop trying to find him Stop praying stop binding The saviour is you My words they are true! And…

  • I walk on

    I Walk On She broke your heart ❤️You couldn’t recoverFrom the memoriesOf a faded lover Your first loveAnd it was trueStill you hold onResist the new. Trapped in a cycleOf pain and hateKilling yourselfAccepting fate You roll the diceGamble your healthYou have no rhythmYou have no wealth Life is a treadmillThat you must runBut the…

  • That’s not love

    When they drink to cleanse their soulBut serve you nothing but an empty bowlThat’s not love. When they take your heart like a transaction,But never feed it with actionThat’s not love. When all they leave are crumbs on the table,And promise banquets they’re not ableThat’s not love. When you give and they just take,Seasoning every…