12 Days

What doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger,
Well I might’ve been killed if it’d lasted any longer,
But as it stands, it’s just a hot fire and brine,
And plenty of do’s and do-not’s for next time,
So what’s a few tears a few years down the line?

Sometimes I feel like a bull seeing red,
But I know there are things better left unsaid,
After all, you weren’t the only one who felt the strain,
I thought of ending it time and time again,
The difference is, I thought the love was worth the pain.

Sometimes I feel like I’m back at square one,
But that’s stupid really; that part of my innocence is long gone,
The point isn’t that I miss it, losing it did me no harm,
Wishing to be a child again is like trying to grow an extra arm,
Besides, a little extra wisdom helps to keep future waters calm.

I guess when all the grit has been swirled away,
The gold dust is what is there to stay,
I saw the mouth the moment we set off from the source,
I always knew you were a bit of a dark horse,
That’s what drew me to you in the first place, of course.

I think the top and bottom of the whole thing is,
You’re like a honeybee skipping along Ellen-Jo-Lis,
It doesn’t take a genius to see you’re a bit confused,
I don’t feel like you might think; angry or abused,
In fact you’re the one who just gets more and more bruised.

I’m a big girl, I know nothing in life is free,
We had a good time, there had to be a fee,
We were too happy for it to be without cost,
I’m not going to sit here and angst about the lines we crossed,
And there’s no hard feelings, no love lost.

(28.04.06)

by Joanne Campbell

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