Writing Prompt

Out of order they say

Can’t you be perfect

Why are so skinny

Why are you…

They say again and again

They say I am out of order

But am I really?

Or am I just being me

And that’s what they hate

How can people be so cruel

How is the world this messed up

How are we all out of order

In this life...

Out of order is my head,

It’s drowning in the floods of unease,

Surrounded by the overwhelming;

Floating over it all will mend it again.

Out of order is my comfort,

As I’m pushed into something so inescapable,

I’m used to my shielding bubble;

Resting there for a while will mend it again.

Out of order is my self-esteem,

What I tried to construct shard by shard,

It’s now trampled by all else,

Keep...

Out of order,

That’s the way

I would describe

Myself.

Broken,

That’s the way

Others see

Me.

Non-functional,

That’s the way

Those above me believe

I am.

It shouldn’t hurt me

That way it does now,

But I can’t control it,

I don’t know how.

I’m completely,

One-hundred percent,

Undeniably

Out

Of

Order....

“Out of Order”

The sign reads

I suppose it makes sense

Among other things

And as I read it

I smile

I smile because

They’re in denial

They look at that sign

And shake their heads

And they don’t notice

When I’m crying in bed

They look at that sign

And say “Not true”

But they don’t know the things

I say to you

They look at that sign

Then they look at me

They say “Did you put up that?”

And I point...

Feeling higiddly piggidly

Feeling out of sorts

Feeling off my rocker

Feeling sombre thoughts

Feeling off my balance

Feeling bored as hell

Feeling a bit anxious

Lost my sense of self…

No idea why I feel this way

Maybe it's one of those things

Maybe I should get some kip

Tomorrow, it will be a better day

So I will run myself a lovely bath

Put my comfy PJ’s on

Switch on the telly googlebox

And a h...

Because I'm broken.

So used to abuse,

I don't know any other way...

my mind heavy,

on my rotting business...

I live inside this dark,

with a corpse from my past.

But please,

let me introduce myself,

I am a common rash.

I'm falling to pieces

in this land of make

believe sunshine.

Learning it never is

the real thing,

when it's started

out with lies.

What a day to be a joke.

All arou...

Nightmares plague;

creating the burning

in my brain.

Unworthy flames,

of sentimental waves.

Yet somehow I've

crashed just outside

of a brand new day...

-HMG...

I felt the shift in the pavement

A crack in the foundation

The ground we were standing on

Crumbling all around me

And you were nowhere to be found

No, you took off running

The second things got hard

Don’t you remember everything you promised me

Remember how we talked about

How promises were sacred things

And how you’d like to keep them

Because they weren’t kept for you

But what did you in ...

Sunday, 2nd July

Something happened in a field

In North London

Two old foes

England and Australia

Fought in the gladiatorial field of old

Cricket

One side arrived to win at all costs

Competitive, ruthless

Every margin

Every opportunity to be exploited

Regardless the cost to limbs

Body and mind

Regardless the cost to convention

Grey areas of fairness

And, yes, in the past, flat out cheating.

With...

Doctor says I’m out of order.

Couldn’t pinpoint my disorder.

Voices in my head, I told her.

She said,” €•]%#+*,”

and put her notes into

my newborn folder.

My friends used to say

that I’m out of order.

I told ‘em all - I couldn’t agree more.

They told me,”|>’œp;,”

I watched their words

like paintings on the sinking floor.

Wife said she agrees with Doctor.

I broke her heart and

put h...