The end is nearing but please don't cry
please don't worry we all have to die.
My time has come, the story must end
you were my lover, my best friend.
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 1:32 PM UTC
If we where to see each other again,
would the flames burst out of
our eyes, or would water come
rushing in from the fantasy of lust-fullness.
We could have fun,
we could reminisce on the sounds my
room made when you came.
Skin to skin,
Lip to Lip,
My finger nails into your back.
Slowly penetrating down your spine.
Harder, faster, Deeper, Slow and steady.
I've left my mark on you plenty of times,
and you've heard innocence eluding
my body with every moan that leaked from my lips.
If we where to see each other again,
Darling please walk away.
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 6:20 AM UTC
Can you become my daily routine?
My sleepless nights,
and the butterflies flying through my veins?
Hello in the morning, and sweet dreams at night.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 2:55 AM UTC
Don't promise me the world if you're not the owner ,
Don't promise me the universe if you haven't seen it.
Don't promise me the stars if you cant see them in my eyes.
Don't make Promises you cant keep.
Please,
Don't break my heart
because you are my universe
and I belong to you.
The only stars that matter are the
millions your eyes reflect.
and the only Promise I need is
Forever.
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 8:49 PM UTC
As she took off her shirt on a one way camera.
She knew he only wanted to see her nakedness.
"because you look good in clothes but you
look much much much better naked"
All this love he proclaimed, where
only sweet nothing to tear her clothes off.
Her bra came off, then her shirt.
She laid there staring into text.
Not his face, not his voice, just words.
Thinking to her self, he's using me,
but I'm allowing it.
because all we will ever be is cam buddies,
where she was the center of attention.
AS if her nakedness could make him fall for
her quirky, clumsy hopeless romantic self.
All her bare chest could ever do is let him blow off some steam.
because "it's really **** when I can see them bounce."
On and Off that's what he liked about her,
he could let her go and know she'd pick up the pieces
until he came back to make her faulter again.
She was his slave, because no one ever made her
feel more like **** and a princess
all at once, than he did.
He was the monster in her heart with the resemblance of Gods.
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 2:39 PM UTC
You’ve been my inspiration for
half a decade.I tried finding a reason
to keep holding on but they
all led to him.
My friends say he looks like you,
physically you know, but if they truly
saw him they would know, he is the one.
He has stolen my inspiration, stolen my
every thought, my every heartbeat.
I am thankful for those five years
of inspiration but they brought
along with them a chisel slowly
chipping away a piece of
this fragile heart.
Perhaps you will always remain
like ash beneath the dirt waiting
to be consumed like dry wood.
A memory of my innocence and
first love you will always be. The
baby face I loved stealing
glimpses of. Wishing every time
I had a piece of your heart.
You may never have been mine,
but my heart
surely thought the opposite.
This is the last time i believe
you will serve as my inspiration,
but if some day far away from
the future you dare inspire me
once again, I’ll stop for a bit of
ink and write to you
Wish me luck, because I know,
I have this unimaginable feeling
i’m falling for him and he is willing
to not let me hit the ground
like you did time after time.
Goodbye, Old Inspiration
Hello, Love.
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
The wrong people are talking to me
they aren’t who i want them to be
if they had the slightest idea of how
irritated they make me.
Perhaps this chair can wrap its arms
around me, and tell me your out there
thinking about me.
Oh, but that moon she’s been hiding from
me, she knows the truth of a hundred
dying angels.
You’re the constant voice inside my head,
the one id die to hear again….
If everything where like yesterday then we
would be ok, we would be perfectly fine,
we would be together
And I’m trying to repress my feelings,
i catch myself thinking of you and want
to hit the erase button,
i know you’re broken and need fixing,
It’s not an issue with a bit of time and
love i can seal those wounds.
They may be deeper than the scars on
your skin,but with every word i hope to
sew your inner wounds shut.
With every kiss to erase those who did
you wrong.
In my mind theres no doubt you’ll be just fine,
Theres also the reoccurring thought I don’t want
you to have to go through this alone,
In fear, I can feel you pushing me
away, I’m stepping back because you
need your space,but each and every step
i take is making me closer to the ledge.
-K.G
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 1:21 PM UTC
Take every moment in,
live for a breathe
live for every second that passes and wont comeback, For every sound that wont linger around, for ever step not taken backwards
For every flower that was forced to bloom
for the beauty destroyed within
her petals laid there as if
they never had a chance
to smell like spring was in the air
and the beauty of delicacy of winter nights in his arms.
Forced to bloom,
forced to grow up
force to grow within a monster,
a beautiful delicate monster
with wounds so deep, you could see right through her lies.
she was broken,
she was not who she once was meant to be.
Life bloomed before spring
between her thighs and summer set in her eyes.
-K.G
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 1:09 PM UTC
We are all searching for something
or someone but some of us have found nothing
and in that nothingness found the sadness and scars in our hearts left from years of fear.
But one day, one day some one walks into your life
and you've realized every scar is starting to heal,
and you're becoming whole again.
You're happy,
for once, just happy.
smiling at stupid things like a wall with the word love
splattered on it or an old couple holding hands, you just stand there in that moment and realize things are falling into place
things are going to be ok and everything, every little thing even the thoughts of not existing are all worth it.
Because for once You are happy you are your one true self, Life can bring you way down but has the rarity to bring you up higher than the sky.
One day at a time my darling
You'll find your once in a lifetime.
-KG
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 4:57 PM UTC