Mykenzie

Mykenzie Jan 2018

Bliss

Bliss
is a weird thing.
It's like everything is perfect,
when it really not.
It's like there isn't a problem to face.
when there is.
Yet, it is a thing.
Supposedly common.
People use it to describe food, other human,
and so much more.
But how can a human be bliss?
How can the earth be in a state of bliss?
When there are so many problems to face:
Hunger, Homelessness, Abuse,
and so much more.
I don't understand

Mykenzie Jan 2018

Here's the reason I left you

we are a fire;
we are flaming with red-hot passion
and we burn
and burn
and burn

we are a fire;
and it only took a spark
for us to light a wildfire
and we burn
and burn
and burn

we are a fire;
we need oxygen to live
but we are too close to breathe
and we burn
and burn
and burn
out.
-C.H

Fromt the very forst book of my favorite poet, Catarine Hancock. The book is called "the boys i've loved and the end of the world"

#catarinehancock

Mykenzie Dec 2017

Mirrors

Never trust a mirror,
for they always lie.
It makes you think
that your worth
can all be seen from the outside.
Never trust a mirror,
for it only shows what's skin deep.
You can't see how your eyelids flutter,
when you're oh so close to sleep.
It doesn't show what the world sees,
when you're only you.
Or how you're eyes light up,
When you're doing somehing you love.
It doesn't capture whenever you're smiling,
where nobody else sees.
Your refelection can not tell you
How much you mean to me.

Mykenzie Dec 2017

#1

When we first met,
The very first thing I noticed were your eyes.
They were blue-
and not rhe color blue like the sky,
or sea.
They were their own color.
The color that soon became my favorite.

Then I noticed your voice.
The way you said my name,
The way you talked to your friends.
Anything that you said sounded like a song.

Then, the way you treated people.
You were always so kind,
even when the person didn't deserve it.

I realized that
whenever I'm with you,
I can't think straight,
I can't talk right.

You made my stomach fill with butterflies,
my mind fill with your face, your voice, just you in general.

Whenever you were around,
I was happy,
despite what had happened with anything.

You smile,
I'll smile.
You laugh,
I laugh.
You cry,
I'll punch a dude for you,
even though you're the guy.
I don't care,
who made steriotypes anyway,
They're stupid.

Mykenzie Dec 2017

Led to believe.....

You led her on,
Made her believe that you loved her,
Made her believe you cared,
Made her trust you and open that door she had closed so tight.
She let you in,
And you let her down.
She fell for you hard,
You said you would catch her,
So why did she hit the ground?
She believed in you,
When no one else had,
And this is how you repay her?
This is so sad...
You led her here,
With words of love
And acts of romance,
Just to leave her there,
Her heart torn in two,
To fend for herself,
And find someone new.

Mykenzie Dec 2017

Hidden

The truth be told
I love you.
The truth revealed
I do.
The problem is
We are best friends
So this, could never work.
Your heart belongs to another.
While mine remains unclaimed.
I wish you could see
What I conceal from you
Cause some part of me wonders...
Would you feel it too?
This pull we have to each other
That started something so great.
A powerful bond,
Tight and strong.
So is it ok,
If I dare say,
Is it possible we could be so much more?

Mykenzie Dec 2017

The Roses have Wilted, The Violets are Dead

Roses are red, Violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet, perhaps so are you.
The roses are wiltes, the vilets now dead.
The sugars bowl's empty, your wrists stained red.
The sun isn't shining, the sky's not clear.
There is no silver lining, because you're no longer here.
Rain keeps pourings, with no end in sight.
You're lying there frozen, too far from the light.
Your beauty was unreal, your smile was the sun.
But time can't be turned, your actions undone.
The words that you wrote, that only I read.
"I love you so much. Please don't cry when I'm dead"
A bond we formed, a love that ran deep.
A pain that we shared, a friend I could keep.
I wanted to hold you, wipe the tears from your eyes.
Been there the moment you said your goodbyes.
I want to forget, but most times I don't.
I want to let go, but I know that I won't.
Tears on my face, memories in my head.
The roses have wilted, The violets are dead