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Kellin Jan 2021
I pressed my head against the cool glass
My hand imprints the humidity that lingers there

The could that never would dances in the reflection of my bloodshot eyes

I was so close.
Kellin Dec 2020
God left a long time ago and took the
tenderness
      with
them
Kellin Dec 2020
My mother doesn't hug me
She didn't know what to do with me
My father had the terrible anger all fathers do
     Loud and terrible
It lingers your whole life
Kellin Dec 2020
The longest death
I've ever felt is staying
alive
Kellin Dec 2020
I wouldn't call myself quirky

but there is definitely something
wrong with me
Kellin Dec 2020
My love was as cruel as the cities I lived in

Everyone looked worse in the light
Kellin Dec 2020
Grief is cold fingertips tapping on my window at night
keeping me
                awake
keeping me
                           aware
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