alex-kennedy
I have spent my 17 years here creating myself and falling in love with parts of the world and the people in it. I am over all a happy person. I am a Buddhist and a traveler, I have lived in India and Germany and been to several other places. I take care of tigers and animals are my purpose to life. I've also been a raw vegan for a while and I strongly recommend it. / / follow my instagram if you want to see some of the visual art i make: alexiakennedyy / / I love reading poetry of other people so if you want me to read anything please, please let me know :)
Theres two kinds of breaths that boys steal.
The kind that results in unbelievable euphoria,
and theres the kind they ripped out of your lungs.
The difference is;
one makes you senseless
one kills you.
In all honesty I miss feeling sober.
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 10:11 PM UTC
I got all the things on your Christmas list.
you haven't really thought of it I can tell.
Another christmas filled with regret of setting chairs for two.
I asked for you.
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 10:02 PM UTC
I was never one for sunsets and she was the night, but the buildings could never have out shone her eyes.
Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC
We worry about why we exist but our only purpose
is to fall in love with a masterpiece created by a god
so lonely he had to invent an audience.
So if every one of us is one and we are all god
maybe that's why I don't see shooting stars,
but I look up and fall in love with
every wish I will never make.
Maybe when we drink wine we lose a sense of self.
Because we are not humans,
but we are something much bigger.
Maybe that's why when we drink we get hiccups.
Because hiccups attempt to shock the mind back to consciousness.
Thinking is a drug and drugs are just spiritual defibrillators.
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 6:30 PM UTC
We worry about our existence.
When our only purpose is to fall in love
with a masterpiece produced by a God so lonely, he had to create an audience.
Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 7:38 PM UTC
*Life is better when you stop picking flowers
and start trusting your life's course to come across
other beautiful meadows in the future.*
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC
I've carved our names into trees
to make sure the world never forgets
the life we have created
even if you couldn't remember.
I've sung with the birds
to understand the sorrow
of a friend leaving your nest
which was once considered a safe home.
I've ran with rushing river streams
to feel what its like to run away
from people that would never stay,
people that compliment you and plan to stray
people that row their boats
into another today.
Sailing far far looking for what may
be another 10pm in may.
except;
the *** is different
the person is different
the alcohol and pick up lines
are different.
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 9:32 PM UTC
I heard your voice on the radio
Each word transmitting
from your lips
You touch me more than you even know
From my neck to your fingertips
To be under your skin
is where I should have been.
From the start I knew
a little bit of everything
except you.
And to know you
is to know everything.
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 8:38 PM UTC
I burned maps to keep you lost in my eyes.
but you made a compass.
I blinded you hoping you would never think I was less than beautiful
but you found glasses.
I forced myself to go deaf
so i could run away from fate.
but fate started yelling
and fate got in my head.
fate wasn't silent, it was loud.
I knew you weren't meant to stay for long.
but what was i left to do
I saw you in a bright future in which I didn't belong.
but I've seen people cheat death
and if i yell louder than fate
maybe there's a chance that id be the one to make you lose your breath
I had a dream once with Destiny.
She told me I couldn't help you lose your breath
because you haven't been breathing at all.
She explained to me that you needed air
and I needed to slide back into my shoes
and stop being fooled by a ruse.
That I created by breathing too close to the mirror
making it hard to see past the fog.
I smashed all the watches I could find
thinking maybe all i needed was a little more time.
but fate brought you a sun dial.
Fate was the parachute in a falling plane ,
and I was the angry ocean reaching so high
just to taste the fabric of your pants
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 8:32 PM UTC
I'd like to meet you the way our lips have.
I'd like to speak to you
because your body is a language I want to be fluent in.
our lips parted and you left me in addiction.
I've been ordering skin and tonic every night,
I kiss people so hard hoping to forget whose air I'm breathing
because I just might not recall that you are all i want to inhale.
I don't think you understand
I would reinvent the world for you.
Just so we could live in places
where our hands would fit into spaces
like puzzle pieces, and magazine faces.
But I cant, my sand castles dry out and
blow into the wind disappearing among stardust.
I can not stop the red sea from parting,
just like I can not stop our lips from parting
and unfortunately I can not stop your soul from departing.
Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 9:08 PM UTC