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Kyle Janisch Jan 2017
All for one and one for all
Everyone, now together;
Will soon be divided my an imaginary wall
Some people's hatred for difference has come out to play;
And our children's future will soon be filled with dismay
With a tyrant in power;
We begin to divide
We no longer desire to conquer the unknown;
Yet instead we fear it
With fingers in our ears;
We can no longer hear it
But if we could hear it;
Do you think we recognize?
The sound of injustice;
The lack to sympathize;
With those being oppressed, who only seek shelter and help
Yet we would rather ignore the cry;
Sit inside and do nothing;
Let our world fall apart
Oh how the people are suffering
We bat our eyes at the thought;
Of a man so unjust;
who's only care is a wall;
And the removal of rights;
Of those bleeding heart liberals;
The ones who bear scarves on their heads;
And the ones who love the same gender
But end of the day;
It is he who is at fault;
Not the blacks, Muslims, or gays
A wall will divide;
But we can overcome it
Join hands brothers and sisters'
And let the strength of our love overpower this tyrant
Let us tear down the wall;
We will not be divided
Kyle Janisch Dec 2016
Let me dream
Let my mind be with the stars
Let me be the outlet for your pain
Let me be what keeps you sane
Let me lick the blood from your lips;
And the rythm in your hips
Let me be you;
Because I could never be me
Let me be your moon and your stars;
The thing that keeps you afar;
From the dark within
Let me be your sin
Let me be your saviour
Please, just let me be;
Everything I couldn't be
Kyle Janisch Dec 2016
My job is a writer;
Coffee shops are just a hobby
I would rather be in the lobby writing
Than be behind the counter
Wearing green and black
Trying to convince every customer;
To cut me some slack
Because I accidentally messed up your drink
You now spew words of hate
Things that make me want to *****;
In the kitchen sink
Learn that I'm only a man;
Trapped behind this bar
I'm more than just the person;
Who hands you your drink;
While you sit in your car
So pass me the lotion;
So that I may show you what you are
No longer will you spew your words of hate at me;
No longer will I ***** in the sink
Learn to be a better person;
Now shut up and take your drink
Kyle Janisch Nov 2016
We are blanks canvases
Looking for someone to color on us
Share their wisdom and beauty
Lay it down on us
Turn us into something worth looking at
Put us in a gallery;
So that we may one day be admired
By those who understand beauty
Is something more;
Than what is just hanging on these walls
Allow us to dream
Be whomever we wish
We are more than just bank canvases
We are living beings
Who only desire one wish
So let us shout to the heavens
For they may one day hear us
Let the world around us know
That we are more than just a blank canvas
Kyle Janisch Nov 2016
Never in a million years did I think I would lose what I believed to be the only thing that made me, me. Attached to me like a parasite, never to let go. It first became attached when I was young and since then my only choice was to grow around it.
Many years have passed and it slowly began to let go. To let me finally be free. I could see the light through the cracks and was soon consumed by hope that maybe one day this parasite would finally die.
Here I am today, a free body, free to do whatever I like and feel whatever I wish to feel. I am no longer afraid of my feelings and no longer possess a reason to be afraid. The parasite has left my being and after many years the light that poked through the cracks has finally broken through. I overcame my depression. I never thought I would, but yet here I stand. I never thought I would make it. I almost didn’t, for death called me every day and every night, not that I could tell the difference between the two.
I may feel sad and dark some days, but I know it will never be like it once was and I have everyone who has helped me over the years to thank. I am able to be me because of all of you. I love you all and hope that one day your parasites will vanish. Stay strong and never give up, no matter how much you want to.
Kyle Janisch Nov 2016
Are you a portal?
I wonder what is inside
Dare I open thee?
And take a peek at what resides;
Inside of me
Or perhaps somewhere else
A glimpse of what I truly am
Push and poke;
To open up
My bellybutton holds secrets
Tales untold
But dare I touch thee
To open up
I think not
These secrets must remain;
Always locked up
Kyle Janisch Nov 2016
Let me tell you about the girl I love
She’s something real special
Making feel things I never thought I’d feel
Always telling the truth, keeping it real
Not interested in the mass appeal
I suggest everyone get to know her
She’s a queen;
A real high roller
Evolving everyday
Trying to be the best she can be
With a higher state of mind
Third eye open;
She could never be blind
Ball of anxiety and sometimes a groaner
Stimulate the proper spot;
All of a sudden she a moaner
Inspiring me to be a better me
She’s everything I wish I could be
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