kyle-kind
American
I've been writing poems ever since I can remember and I absolutely love writing. It's one of my favorite ways that I can express myself artistically. Some are depressing, some are not. It just depends on what decides to flow out of my mind. Unless I am writing a poem in a specific style, most of my poems are free verse. I hope you like what you see. Thank you in advance for stopping by my page. / / / Just as a side note... I AM TERRIBLE AT GRAMMAR. I constantly misuse commas, semi-colons, etc... I actually failed most of my English classes in high school. But, I don't really care. I find a way to make it work.
I'm sick and tired of being locked away.
Like the bad grade you can't show your parents.
Or that piece of art you hate.
I'm nothing but a secret shoved away in the back of your closet,
Slowly rotting away.
I'm sick and tired of being left in the dark
Like you're afraid to admit to everything
And speak aloud to everyone.
I'm sick of it all.
Are you ashamed? Is that it?
Do you wish that I was someone else?
Are you afraid? Is that it?!
Just admit to it and I swear everything will be okay!
I don't want to be another skeleton locked away,
Another secret that won't ever see the light of day.
Let me out!
Let me breathe!
Let me speak what I want to speak!
Set me free...
Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 5:59 PM UTC
Whether it's the nicotine to cure the itch,
The scars on your wrist that hurt like a *****
The food that has lost its taste long ago,
Or the love for someone that you cannot show.
"I swear to god this is my last cigarette,
Oh these scars are just from my friends cat.
I'm not over eating, I'm just really hungry you see.
We're just friends, but I'm in love, cant you see?"
Yet you buy another pack,
You mark your skin again,
You eat until you're about to burst,
You cry yourself to sleep because the love just ******* hurts.
Addiction is a demon much fouler than sin.
One who whispers sweetly, yet you must never give in.
You can fight the battle, you can win the war,
You can take an eye for an eye and settle the score.
Put down the cigarette, throw away the blade,
Ease up on the food, the love you can save.
There will come brighter days where the fighting will cease.
And finally, my friend, your life will be at peace.
Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 2:17 PM UTC
I just want to be the one.
The one who makes your heart quake,
That makes your hands tremble and shake.
The one who makes you laugh,
Who makes you cry,
The one who will hold you close and make things right.
Even when you say that you want to die.
I understand I may never be the one.
But I will keep fighting on;
Until the day finally comes
Where I can take you in my arms,
Under the moonlight, shining so bright.
I just want things to be right.
I would give everything
Just to see your smile,
Just to see the love in your eyes.
And to know that I am the reason behind it.
Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 12:20 AM UTC
Hello, it's nice to meet you.
My name is... Oh. I'm afraid I can't remember it right now.
What was I saying though?
Oh yes; My wife, my Sun, my Moon. The light in my dark.
I wonder where she has gone.
I can't remember the last time I saw her.
Or talked to her, or saw her.
What was her name? Who? My wife?
I'm sorry, I'm afraid I never married.
It's alright though. I don't mind the loneliness.
At least I have my wife to keep me company.
I...I...
Who the devil are you?
Where am I?!
Why has everything gone dark now?
Wife! Wife... Oh blast, what was her name again?
I'm terribly sorry, I just... Miss the light in my dark.
I think I'll lie down now.
Hello, are you still there?
I remember everything again.
And I can see her. My light. She's getting closer.
My love, envelop me in your embrace.
Thank you for listening.
Goodbye and goodnight.
Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 12:19 AM UTC
Left alone for far too long,
The machines will take their rise.
Rhythmic steps marching along.
The fire will dance across the skies.
Planes will fall, missiles will fly,
This all seems like a dream.
Nobody is safe, you cannot hide,
In a world run by machines.
Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 12:18 AM UTC
The scent of your sin still lingers in the air.
Clouding my thoughts like smoke from the flames.
The flames of the passion that we once shared.
Now all is left are the embers of despair.
Now here I hang my head in shame.
"Was it something I said? Am I to blame?"
I refuse to continue being a pawn in your childish game.
I'll burn all memories of you and extinguish the flames.
And let you drift away like the smoke in the air.
Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 12:17 AM UTC
RELOAD
Drop everything and stop.
Let your fears fade away.
Step outside and feel the light of day.
Put a new mindset in the chamber.
Hold that imaginary gun to your temple.
Pull that trigger and blow your brains into the bay and...
RESET
Now that everything is black
and your old self is dead and gone.
Take that brief moment before everything comes roaring back,
like a freight train on the loose,
to think about it all.
Where are you going from here?
What are you going to do different?
You've been given a new chance on life.
Make it count...
REBIRTH
Rise from the ashes you Phoenix!
Soar above the clouds.
Let others stare in awe
at the new improved you.
Your private suicide
has brought you peace.
Serenity.
Happiness.
Don't **** up this time.
But if you do, and you go crawling back into the depths of despair.
Just follow these three simple words.
Say it with me now.
.RELOAD.
.RESET.
.REBIRTH.
Apr 4, 2012
Apr 4, 2012 at 9:13 AM UTC
As I bask in the suns warming glow, I feel nothing anymore.
Its ethereal rays cleanse me.
Burn me.
Heal me.
Calm me.
Allowing me to let go and reshape my form.
Allowing me to start anew.
The mask cracks and crumbles over my face.
Pieces falling and disappearing before they hit the ground.
My true face hasn't been shown in years.
The sunlight feels amazing.
Apr 4, 2012
Apr 4, 2012 at 8:54 AM UTC
The last petal of the rose I had forgotten about,
blew in front of my face today and started to crumble.
The sands of time have slipped through the cracks of the hourglass,
and nothing can be said to take it all back.
I still remember the last words spoken;
Words of spite, words of love, words never said before.
Now they lie in the air, like a fog that will never recede.
How does it feel to know?
That you are nothing more but a skeleton stashed away.
Into the deepest depths of my mind.
Yet, once in a while, you come clawing back for air.
I can't seem to forget your face.
No matter what was said, or what will be said.
We can never turn back time.
Our past will remain as memories.
As the rose of our past life dies.
Mar 29, 2012
Mar 29, 2012 at 12:45 AM UTC
Star light, star bright. First star I see tonight.
Are you close? Or are you far?
Are you even a star?
Have you been burning since the expansion began?
Or have you just begun your life span?
There are so many stars in the sky tonight.
But why, dear star, are you burning so bright?
Are you signaling any one for some sort of closure?
Is it just me... Or are you getting closer?
Mar 21, 2012
Mar 21, 2012 at 10:18 PM UTC