Keep your mouth shut

Keep your mouth shut, you talk such tripe the words you say are just the bain of my life.

I have told you, think before you open that mouth think what your words mean, to say stupid things you seem so keen.

Are you really that thick , I used to think you did it on purpose and that you were a bitch but that does not stick.

keep your mouth shut

No you are just a half whit and so you should think before you put your foot in it.

It makes me mad the things you spout you just open your mouth and it all tumbles out.

Keep your mouth shut I’ll tell you again watch what you say when we are out with friends.

No one is as thick as you no one does or says the stupid things you do! You are always talking stupid trash do you do it on purpose surely your mind is not that mashed.

You are getting worse you annoy me by just being there. And what is more why does your memory never match with mine … you just have your own store.


To keep my mouth shut I really try, to think before I speak, the effort makes me cry. My words do not have the meaning I wanted when they hit your ears. They get twisted somewhere inside your head that is how it’s been over the years.

You do not hear what I mean to say. I am so careful of how I word things, it is always me that has to pay. Constantly walking on eggs shells and glass it is obvious that I shall fall on my arse.

I hear what you say. I really can understand but I really mean no harm I want to eat my words a hundred times a day. I had better say no more because all my words are wrong …….sorry. I might be a half whit I probably am, but I have always been honest and true … hear this as it is asked.  Can the same be said for you ?

The Black dog returned

He was there yesterday, but I was very tired. I’d worked so hard to loose him, I had prayed he had expired.

But no he was back today, slowly weighing me down, dragging at my heels trying to make me drown.

I was not pleased to see him believe me I was  scared I had worked so hard to loose him , serve me right to think I had won huh! I should not of dared!

He sat in the corner and watched me all night I was gripped with pain and fear and there was no one there to help me in my plight no not one soul near..

I was slow to rise this morning for all my strength he had drained, it took me ages to wash and dressed there seemed nothing to be gained.

He had sneaked into my cupboards and altered all my clothes. I look all right in them last week now they are too tight for me and my curved back shows.

Sitting in the dark dusty corners of my brain, he whispered reasons not to visit the gym, your fat, your lazy you have too much pain.

I have had to battle him all day long and I am feeling very tired  and low, he slowed me down and dragged me back this evening on my walk, I felt he was laying on my chest why does he hate me so?

I thought that I had beaten him I thought I had given him the slip I was sure I had rounded him and all his stuff up and dumped him off at the tip.

I feel so lonely, I feel so very lost I shall carry on fighting him but this is all at such a cost.

I think I shall just rest now I am so very tired I see him watching me again he all my futures has mired.




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