Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
alex
i'm cleaning out the rooms
let the wind blow through
try to clear the counters of the dust from where i moved.

plucking at the strings
to make a melody
i guess some people never understand my poetry.

i think i'm still alive
tucked below the lights
i know better than to expect sympathy tonight.

i know better than to expect sympathy tonight.
i was trying to make this into a song but i couldn't come up with anything else
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
alex
i know that the universe (or
whatever force runs it)
doesn't revolve around me
it seems unlikely
but sometimes i wonder if the universe (or
whatever force runs it)
caught a glimpse of me
and said "this one. yes
this one will be happy.
this one will find those ones
and they'll all end up okay."
still
sometimes i wonder if
the spinning angel
tucked inside
the foggy teapot in the sky
withdrew a blanket from
the clouds and settled in
to watch my life
fall into place.
mt. sometimes such good things
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
alex
paradise isn’t
a place where the sun
never sets

it’s a place where you watch
the horizon consume
the daylight with content
because you know that the night
can only last
so long.
admire the stars while you're at it
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
Lake
Hooked
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
Lake
Something got in my throat
Got something to say but can't
Don't tell me
I'm falling for you again

You got me bad, girl
You really got me bad
I wanna get you back
Gonna get you back

There's something about your eyes
That got me in a daze
It's like I'm in a haze
When we are face to face

Don't you know
There's no limit to where I can go

You got me bad, girl
You really got me bad
I wanna get you back
Gonna get you back

Sometimes my hands are shaking
Feels like my heart is breaking
Waiting for your call
What else can I do
When all I want is you

You got me bad, girl
You really got me bad
I wanna get you back
Gonna get you back

Gonna get you back, yeah
Gonna get you back
Honey, I'll be back
Don't worry I'll be back
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
Some Bitch
What are we fighting for?  
Abandon your mission.  
What you practice is a contradiction.  
You fight for peace but to get it you burn down houses.  
Then excuse yourselves by laying the dead in roses.
  
Some of us fight just to fight,
or for freedom, power, money,
but who is right?  
We are here together,
so why can’t we STAND together?

We are damaged, but we can be fixed.  
Like the bullet holes in your clothing, stitched.

We are all capable of forgiveness, sacrifice, kindness, and love. 
 Selflessness, truthfulness, and courage.  
Let’s use it to rise above.
  
The hippies had it right.  
To be proud of war, is to have hate in your heart.
 Peace and love.  
That’s of what we should be a part.
War what is good for?
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
Stone
Another Day
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
Stone
The dull grey world
the one that I see through my eyes
the one that has grief, greed, insecurity
A lot of bad things
and the stillness is overwhelming to me
because I feel nothing
the days go by and I feel nothing at all
I could hurt someone and feel nothing at all
but once I am inside
that home of which I am alone
I cry and I cry
thinking: "What have I done?"
I hear the sounds of my phone going off
and yet I don't dare answer it
I want to but I don't
not until I've done lowering myself even further
I try to be a better person
and I try to act like its fine
but it's weakness that I'm showing
and my feelings are fading away
I'm waiting for the summer
I'm waiting for it all to go away
If there isn't a better tomorrow
than tomorrow is just
another day
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
Stone
There Was
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
Stone
There was a girl that I used to know
She had beautiful bright hazel eyes and long, wavy brown hair
She was always so cheerful,
so kind,
good at making friends,
making the right decisions.
I saw that girl change though,
she started making up lies
hurting herself
making the wrong friends
wrong decisions
She cut herself to feel something
She drank alcohol to make her forget
to be someone else
She constantly hides behind a mask
and she hurts the ones she cares about
even when she knows what she is doing
I'm scared of what she'll end up being if she doesn't change
but she can't change
she never will
not until the very end
she isn't perfect
she never will be
that's not something that she wants
maybe she wants acceptance
no one knows
not even her
She's struggling to find another way
but she can't find herself because of how lost she is
She has a lover to care for
and yet she can't even stop herself from keeping things from him
she says she is alone
and he only tries to keep that thought out of her head
he even hurt himself to prove to her that
they will go through everything together
it doesn't matter though
not much of it does
the little girl that I used to know
doesn't exist anymore
her heart is still pure
but her mind and heart are fractured
she's just the dull centerpiece of the painting
surrounded by an environment
that she can't handle any longer
but she still continues on
because she knows someone needs her
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
Stone
Don't Leave
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
Stone
Despite all the fighting and hiding things
You're still the one that I want
so please don't leave
I'd be alone without you
and I know that I can't live without you
You're the air in my lungs
You're the only one I breathe for
I can't love without you
I can't live without you
I'm sorry for making you cry
I'm sorry that I just didn't try
I can't do anything right
and I know all I'm doing is starting a fight
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
Angela Rose
One time I wrote a poem about you and it went viral
Now 6,000 people know you treated me like I was garbage
Now 6,000 people know how you hurt me without using your hands
Now 6,000 people are aware that you damaged my mental health more than anyone else
Now 6,000 people know that you made me cry every single day
Now 6,000 people felt my pain through my words
Now 6,000 people get to know that you did not lay a hand on me but still left me abused and scarred

One time I wrote a poem about you and it was so well received
Now 6,000 people support my every day struggle to stay strong
Now 6,000 people have shown love to me even though they do not even know my last name
Now 6,000 people are there for me in ways you never were
Now 6,000 people are able to talk about how they felt the way I felt and never want to feel those aches again
Now 6,000 people may have the courage to battle a villain like you
Now 6,000 people may be able to stand up to severe abuse like I finally was able to
Thank you all for giving me strength.
 Dec 2017 Mykenzie
Ishant17
I just wonder
Where the old dreams
Go to die?
Do they ether away
Into the cosmos?
Or they just
Lie down somewhere
Bubbling up as clouds
In the sky.
Or do they
Filter out as
Butterflies of my thoughts .
Are they chained too
To vicious cycle of
Death and rebirth ?
Transcending from one
Subconscious to another.
Amidst the storm of thoughts
Another conjures up
from the vast emptiness
with yet another trail
of beliefs and dis beliefs
Next page