Every now and then, somebody comes along, who sees through our mask, and reminds us of who we really are, and if we’re lucky, we get to hold on to them for a lifetime... © 2018 Grabbety Covens The Perfectly Imperfect Bunch

Just The Same

It’s two steps forward and thirteen back, just enough hope to think...maybe, but then reality strikes, and drives me to the point I no longer want to be sober, I want to numb everything, but there’s no escape there either... not really, just for a few fleeting moments, moments when pain succumbs to peace, and …


Nothing, Is what I am, Is what I do, Nothing, Are the thoughts not moving in my head, The words not forming as I type, Nothing, Is how I feel, Is who I am... © 2018 Grabbety Covens The Perfectly Imperfect Bunch

Why is that?

Complications, I long for the time before life taught its lessons, But only if I keep the experience from them, A sort of edited rewind. To know of addiction without having to experiment, That experiment becoming a lifestyle, The lifestyle leading to the grave, Early, Oh, To know the sweetness and the wretched depravity it …


Mistakes, I’ve made a few, but my greatest, no doubt, is you, gone from my hand, and I never knew you were there... you were, and are, too good for me, way out of my league, so I acted like I didn’t care, but I didn’t know, and, my god, do I care, but you’re …

Hello All

I've been away for awhile. I've been distracted lately, working seven days a week, and had an unexpected death in the family. I will return soon, promise. Grabbety Covens

Will I?

Sometimes, I get so tired... of living; tired of trying; smiling; lying; pretending everything’s fine; surviving all the time; struggling; why? after all the effort, desire to make dreams come true, after everything falls apart, still going will it ever get better? never know if I don’t try, will I? © 2018 Grabbety …

The Way You Once Missed Me

Story of my life…

A Writer's Soul

I wish I could have loved you the way you once missed me,
I can’t have you, all of you, only for you to disregard me,
Like another trophy on your shelf,
Like I was a question that you thought didn’t deserve an answer,
Or a puzzle that couldn’t find its missing piece.
Darling, I forgive you after all that’s said and will be said,
Because I know you are my downfall and I’ll keep falling,
Like Eve to the apple, Lucifer to his pride,
I can’t seem to shed myself of this sin,
And I’ve been here before. I have to have been.
Because this is too familiar and too raw to have been felt only once,
This longing…this remorse for you is too much to have been felt once in a lifetime.
So I kept the broken parts, kept the fragments that could have made us,
And tried…

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I miss her smile, her laugh, her tender voice, kisses on my cheek, how she told me she loved me, her hugs, holding my hand, her face when she discovered something new, but you know what I miss the most? what brings the tears? not having her around... what I’d love to have one more …