Late Night Musings of Aunie Annie

Late Night Musings of Aunie Annie Hello Everybody! I'm Auntie Annie, I write songs and poetry. I hope you enjoy them and they inspire.

18/03/2026

Happy Hump Day everyone. What a beautiful morning for some reflection. I'm still doing a lot of healing every day, and yesterday was a big step.

I woke up this morning feeling heavy for the first time in a while. I felt a pull I can't follow anymore, for the sake of my own growth.

So I sat with myself and wrote it out. I hope for those feeling the need to go back to something familiar, it resonates.

Familiarity is not always a safe space, even if it may have been once. And that's where this poem comes from.

Between A Thousand Sorries

I can't count how many time's,
We've both said sorry now,
We might be getting close to a thousand,
It still hurts somehow.

Thoughts that sorry was all I needed,
Have rendered me foolish,
Because it wasn't ever sorry I wanted,
When the peace we both required,
Came at such a high price.

Sitting in the morning,
Staring at just one coffee cup,
Only one car on the driveway,
The silence within our house.

The echoes of disaster,
They slowly fade away,
Because the love that left as it was done,
Is much bigger,
Than any words I have to say.

My actions now are another sorry,
Instead of just saying it once more,
Because I can't think of a better way,
To say I'm sorry I hurt you,
So I'll show you by letting you go.

Author- Late Night Musings of Auntie Annie.

15/03/2026

Sunday Blessings everyone 🥰. This last month has been a real turning point. I have new adventures and a few really exciting and much needed changes coming soon that will help me on my way. As always, I hope today finds you well, and if you're not, that's okay.

This life is a journey, the only destination we truly have is its ending, so if you feel like the ground has fallen from beneath you, don't rush to pick yourself up, stay uncomfortable for a little while, but when you're ready, you'll be able to do anything you put your mind too. Stay strong, stay safe, stay blessed ❤️.

The Warmth From Within

A woman, not broken but afraid,
To feel anything but the darkness,
As it was so familiar to her heart,
It felt like home once.

Beginning the search for a glimmer of light,
She will run quickly,
If it becomes too bright,
Pretending she does not care,
That her capacity to carry hope,
Feels cold and dimmed.

But a torch has been lit,
Somewhere deep in the depth
Of what seemed like a never ending tunnel.
Will flickering flames burn her?
She will never know if she does not move.

Walking slowly onwards she notices
A voice echoes,
Breaking the silence.

'You are the flame', a soothing notion,
Yet terrifying,
She no longer knows how to control it
Stepping back, she embraces the cool air.

A breath of respite before the journey,
Necessary to allow herself to move along.

The voice calls again,
'It will be a long road, but follow and I will help see you through'
Pausing hesitantly she lingers at the tunnel entrance,
Before stepping back in to the dark.

With every step she embraces the words,
Light floods in and she can see again,
The life and dreams she'd left behind,
Fear slowly melts away,
Replaced instead by a warmth,
That can only be found within hope.

Author -

Late Night Musings of Auntie Annie

28/02/2026

This week has been a real turning point for me. As always I find it easier to reflect in my poems when the emotions come because breathing life into them helps them flow easier. It has been the best source of emotional regulation for my recovery.

I will always continue to share, in the hope that my words resonate with others who may be struggling too.

I promise you, it gets better, it gets easier, and you deserve calm, quiet self love without questioning your worth. Be kindest to yourself, be kind to those around you and your cup will fill itself.

Chaos into calm

I feel it today,
The distance, silence and pain,
Growing like a casm.

Created by a flood of suffering and tears,
Remaining forever,
It will bloom into beauty someday,
For now it is messy, muddied.

When the water slows and becomes calm,
I will bathe in it and remember,
The casm wasn't always here,
But it changed the landscape for good.

Author - Late Night Musings of Auntie Annie

18/02/2026

My Peace, My Power, My Palace.

Opening up is harder now,
I try to be as loving as I once was,
I aim to be as free.
But tainted it sits in my soul,
The ability to hope,
To trust without fear.
Every time I was proven wrong,
Builds up another wall of pain,
Another layer of ice around myself,
That in time I will have to break.

So I find the love in myself,
Which you claim I have lost,
But fear not,
I never lost myself.
I have always needed to be strong,
To be independent.

You didn't take that from me,
The part of me you kept,
Was so much worse.

I saw her in your eyes,
When you loved me,
Holding me close in your arms,
The scared girl afraid to love,
Afraid of being scolded,
And terrified of being abandoned.

She's not within me anymore,
She fled as I should have,
When we lost our way back to one another,
As you blamed me,
While you screamed,
Each time I cry for the love lost,
My heart won't stop breaking.

I scream too.
But not at you,
Because I know what it's like,
To feel that type of 'love',
To listen to the words they scream,
You begin to believe the words,
Instead I scream into the silence left behind.

Like a black hole, consuming all light it finds,
Over and over again,
Now I make it my power,
I will make it on my own,
And I will never allow anyone
To disturb my peace again.

Author - Late Night Musings of Auntie Annie

09/02/2026

I've spent a lot of time reflecting, in calm, in peace and a lot of healing. It's a slow and painful process, but it's one I will keep following every day and take the bad days with the good ones I've had in between. Poetry has become my solice and safe space.

I hope you all enjoy one of my latest pieces, I wrote last Friday before I left the country for a much needed break.

The Awakening

In a moment of pain that broke her forever
The girl lost her heart to stormy weather
Afraid to feel the slightest flutter of sunshine on her face
Hiding under waves of misery, guilt and disgrace
A fractured soul, a broken body,
An endless scream on the edge of her lips
For the warmth of her magik came at a price
They chained her to a ship named envy
As if any creature caged could be bent to their will
To be discarded into the sea of dispair
If she bit back or misbehaved
Stabbed with sharp tongues filled with lies
They were the shadows that lurked behind a smile
A fair looking stranger stealing the light within
Her wrath they had awakened
She had been forsaken

Author - Late Night Musings of Auntie Annie

27/01/2026

It's a stormy day everyone, another day Mother Nature seems to be reflecting just how I'm feeling, and I'm sure I'm not the only one.

This is still a personal page, though it is for sharing my work. Yesterday my partner of ten years asked me for a divorce. I can't describe well the pain I'm in without the use of song writing.

I've been working on a particular piece since the day they left. It is a self reflection on the entire relationship, the love, the happiness, the in betweens and the pain and grief.

No matter what happens in my life, I remain strong calm and collected, most of the time. I think this is the biggest test I've faced so far and though I've stumbled in the wake of my downward spiral, I'm beginning to chose love and kindness again because that is who I am.

Below is an exert of the song currently a work in progress, just like the journey I'm on now.

Title - 10 Years of Us.

The image of us, of you and our future may one day fade away,

But I can't stop hearing your screams, your voice will always stay,

The sound of the shame, disappointment and blame within,

The beginning of a battle that neither of us would win,

We poked at each other's pain and began to wake a beast,

All our inner demons waited, hungry for the feast,

10 years of us, shattered in to dust,

Now I'll try to sleep without waking up screaming,

And let the images rust.

Author - Late Night Musings of Auntie Annie

23/01/2026

Good morning Sweet Blessings 🥰.

It's been a whole minute since I last posted. Life happens unfortunately and I hope you're all still thriving and if you're not, remember that's okay to let yourself just exist and survive.

I have begun a new chapter in my life, and now I am becoming ready to write again and share with you some of the things I've been working on in the background.

Below is an exert of what will eventually be a full series.

Title: The Reimmergence of a Soul on Fire

Exert 1.

He found calm in her chaos
Never dimming her flames
He met and held her within it
It felt like home

Author - Late Night Musings of Auntie Annie

Happy healing to all and have a wonderful weekend 🥰

20/12/2025

This poem, I wrote at the beginning of my journey to healing from a lot of pain.

It began in 2020, though I've been writing music since I was a girl. Like most people having a lot of time throughout lockdown to think about things opened up my trauma and I wallowed in it.

I hope it speaks to people, and provides inspiration for those who are going through similar things to know it will be okay again one day.

It describes the aftermath of a very toxic relationship I was once in, and how it left me feeling for years after.

The beginning of me: titled 20th December 2025

Author - Late Night Musings of Auntie Annie

Written July 2020

She can only drown out so much before i get washed away in the riptide of the waves that drag me down into the depths of the sorrow you left her in.

She can only shut out the bad enough before the darkness seaps in to her vains and i become darkness itself and her heart bleeds black, like the ink you wrote her death sentence in.

She can only put out cheery faces and sunshine before the night finds me and takes me in to its cold embracing arms and she was left alone. The way you left her. And now the person she used to be is gone from this world forever.

She died the day you turned your back on her and left her bleeding on the edge of a cliff.

She rose again as a flickering flame, only an ember of the roaring flame she used to be. And she stayed that way, put down and out until the day that she learned to feed the flame inside her again.

The fury within, the pain she felt helped her find her strength she had never felt before. She slowly rose from the embers and looked out into this dark world with eyes new and wide open.

With her heart filled with a new love she had never felt before, a love of herself and all she rose from the ashes for. And a flame so bright it could blind you and bathe the world in her light.

16/10/2025

Hello Everyone! I would like to introduce myself to you all. I am a young (ish) person from the UK. I have spent my life in several places growing up, and have found my home in the East Midlands.

I have been an Auntie to the most beautiful human beings since I was 10 years old, and have made it my mission in life to be the fun, loving and supportive Auntie for my own reasons.

This is a safe space that I want to create, for those that require support, advice, and find solice in music, poetry and the joy of life.

My musings will sometimes tackle deep issues, which may be triggering. I will add trigger warnings accordingly when necessary. As someone who suffers from several different mental health issues, I find peace in writing my feelings down in this way to process them in a healthy way.

Please join me, enjoy what I have to share. All I ask is that you be kind to each other, and please do not take my work as your own.

Welcome, and thank you for being here.

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