Sunday, 27 November 2011

Sun is rising

My cheeks hurt
because I have smiled
for the last 14 hours

With love, Beau xx

Friday, 25 November 2011


I wish

that we become how we were

that I remember that night and whether
I said no,yes,maybe

that you trust me

especially when I say
that since I've been yours

I have not looked at a single other man
as anything other than a friend
because I do not see their faces.

I miss yours
I love yours
I am yours

And I can't bear the thought of an incident
that I cannot recall or fathom
throwing that all away.

Here it is: Please I need you. Please don't go.

With love, Beau xx

Thursday, 24 November 2011


I'm not going to beg
for you to forgive me
because if I do that
and it is your love for me, your pity for me
that changes your mind
we will be eternally haunted
because you must be the one to decide.

I will say this

I love you

& I more than kind of need you.

With love, Beau x x

Wednesday, 23 November 2011


I'm burning up inside
surely this is what you do when you enter hell
and that appears to be where I am
and that is because of me, and you, and us

and the things we do.

Did, though.

Because that is past
although I wish it wouldn't last
as part of memory
my history.

I detest the fact I am just a number
on a list that you have lost the strength to remember.

I detest you
in all honesty.

I detest you
for changing me

for breaking my morals, personality, humanity down
into digestible pieces
for your own pleasure.

And killing me with your mind games
emotional, caring names
false gestures.

Because you never cared, never

I am just a number

that is all I remember.

With love, Beau xx

Wednesday, 9 November 2011


That name filled with warmth
brings light to my life.

With Love, Beau x x

Tuesday, 8 November 2011


For me
this was once in a lifetime
and yet it has shattered everything.

And so for you
who has acted this scene
a thousand times
how do you even survive?

And I realise that it was that drive, to keep you alive
that made me hold too tight.

I cared and in that I was mistaken.

Because you have wounds to heal
and I am just a meal
that keeps your soul's starvation
at bay.

Do you realise that I am destroyed?

Do you realise that I'm still your toy?

Do you realise that I can help you boy?

I can help you
and I want to
and I don't think you've had that for a while.

With Love, Beau xx