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Kyle Janisch Jan 2016
A new year is upon us
A year older we all grow
We have come quite far
But we have much farther to go
And let us not forget
The mistakes we have made
So that we may enter the New Year
With a new list of how to be great
Let us grow taller, wiser, and kind
For this is a new year
For all of mankind
Kyle Janisch Dec 2015
What’s the point of being alive if that’s all that you are?
Just alive, but not living, well that’s no way to be at all
You were given the gift of life, yet you waste it away
You might as well give it to someone else who put it to good use
Someone who is not afraid to seize the day
Blood pumps through your veins, imagination fills the brain
Yet you would rather just waste this gift
Just the thought of it drive me insane
Go out and be someone who isn’t afraid to dance
Don’t just sit inside while the world goes on
You don’t want to miss your chance
Kyle Janisch Dec 2015
A million little cuts, up and down my arms
Scars left over from an ongoing war
Will they ever go away?
I hope not
For they will always remind me of my darkest days
The darkest moments of my life
Moments I tried to remove with a small piece of steel
A piece of steel I once wished would end my life
Torn open flesh, blood flowing like a river
I wished my life to end because in the moment I was bitter
Depression riddled mind
Sadness filled heart
I believed death was a new beginning
The entrance to a fresh start
But alas I was wrong, I know this now
Yet after all that has happened
My face still bears a frown
Kyle Janisch Dec 2015
Why do you write?
Do you do it for you?
Do you wish to feed your ego?
Or do you write for others?
Wishing only to make them feel happy
Making their dark days brighter, making their soul feel lighter
Whichever type of writer you are
Whichever type you wish to be
Just remember that if you succeed, to not trample others still making the climb to fame
Because everyone’s steps are in different strides
Don’t let greed blind you from what is right
Don’t let your foolishness blind you from the thing that inspired you to write
Kyle Janisch Dec 2015
Why must I cry the same liquid that falls from the sky?
Perhaps it is because I am holier than thou who resides in the clouds
Maybe it's because were made from the same materials?
Maybe because we're the same individuals?
Am I God?
Or is God me?
I believe God is a man made creativity
Formed in our mind, to cope with the pain
Of life after death, a sky without rain
We are God and God is us
We must worship thyself
To worship anything else is insane
Kyle Janisch Dec 2015
Here we stand, in the land of frost and fire
Where in each living person’s heart
Burns a small fire
But a small fire may grow and burn ever brighter
It will burn a great distance and lead one towards their desires
But fire does not burn in one who is not living
Their mind filled with hate
And heart locked up tight
With frost on the lock
These creatures know no pain and have only one desire
To decimate their foe and ***** out their fire
These creatures stand tall and their numbers grow larger
If we do not stop them now, their frost will put out the fire
Do not fear bearers of flame
Thou enemy will fall, in the glory of flame
A battle is brewing
Between frost and fire
Frost may have strength in numbers
But the flames endow ones desire
And our desire is victory
Among the battlefield
Where the enemy will fall and their numbers will yield
So it begins, the sound of steel clashing fills the air
Within an instant the sound clears the air
We are victor, the ones who bear flame
We shout to the Heavens, so that they know our name
The land once known as frost and fire
Is now known only as the Land of Flame
Kyle Janisch Dec 2015
I woke up today with a different taste in my mouth
It was sweet, not sour, and it took me by surprise
I was glad I was awake, I was glad I was alive
I'm glad the sun came up today, and the way it lights the skies
I think I'm finally becoming happy, although it took some time
I suppose all good things come slowly, it takes time for them to arrive
Oh well, no problem, I'm just glad that I survived
The darkness that encased me is slowly beginning to disperse
I'm glad that I woke up today, forever free from my curse
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