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Kyla Plummer Jan 2019
Is it so wrong.
Good sir, to
Miss them?
I try to move on but
There are days when
I want them back.
So bad.

So many things
Pass through my head.
I wish sometimes
That these things would
Get easier.
But sir, if I may,
"What should I do?"
Kyla Plummer Jan 2019
When I have closed the
Door, turned my back.
Let me go.
I have forgiven. Now
I want only to be free.
Imploration to let me be.

Once when I was
Consumed by such vile
Emotions, I was so heavy.
Forgiveness has shown me

That freedom I wish to
Keep. Please
Let me go. I
Want to be free.
I love you always.
But stay with all those
Raw emotions I had,
Behind me.
Kyla Plummer Jan 2019
Such bounds of treachery I-
Have never felt. No one
Should have to feel.
The element of trust
Set a blaze.
And then-
When one begins to reign their
Wrath, you make him look like
The Greater Of Evils.

You make him this way
With the everlasting betrayal,
You carry out so-

And he who has stopped his
Heart from beating,
Once, twice for someone else
Just for you. You
Make him out to be the-
Beast he is today.

Then you set sail to impale him.
Take his life when he only rains
Wrath to try to not feel the hurt,
The treachery against him.

That same beast once was family.
The beast you hunt,
Set aside his heart, his soul
And spirit for you.

Your safety, your guidance, your

And you have yet!  To
Show him the same love.
Slay him unknowingly once, thrice. Yet he forgives thee.
Call it a day and hug him
Forwards then impale
Such noble beast backwards.

Disgrace him no more,
Let him lay!
Decorate, go around,
Not his grave! Shed no
Tear for this is your doing.
Lie not to thyself. Act
Not a saint to the crime
You have committed.

Pray you die-
A death the pain-
Of ten thousand folds
Of what thy brother felt,
When you betrayed him,
Plotted against him,
Slayed him yourself.

Die with regret suffocating
You but shed not one

For you have earned this.
You deserve this.
Kyla Plummer Jan 2019
Underneath the cool calm sprinkler
I lay out my fears and flaws.
My acheivements and failures.

There where no one can disturb
Such private, such intimate

There where my face can
Let loose, my heart can
Slow down for just
An hour or two...

Underneath the cool calm sprinkler
I lay out my abandonment
My soul rides along the rhythm
Of symphonies, music.

I lose myself in what
Each note feels. How
High each pitch soars.

Kyla Plummer Jan 2019
She says she wants to
End this life and be in the next
Says she's sick of always breathing.
And rather death.
Endless wordplay till she loses breath.
Again and again.

Afraid she is to go
Outside. For
No one knows what
The darkness hides.
A flooded mask she wears.
In the midst of the lonely.
The place of her soul it
Begins to taste, take-
And endless lullabies she
Sings to console her heart.
But pain it brings.

For pain knows no bounds.

Swallows her whole.
Kyla Plummer Dec 2018
Anything I say.
I'll do anything to release all this
Pain. Sappy movies.
Depressing songs at most.
Reflecting on all the wrongs you
Have bestowed upon me.
Anything I say.
I'd do just anything.
I want to not feel so buried by these

Free of them
I want to be.
Kyla Plummer Dec 2018
I leap across the open field.
I hear them, distant then close.
They stifle my freedom.
Follow me endlessly
To the point of no return.
Do they ever tire?
They chase me all over.

Freedom is all I want.
I search for means of expression.
Release. For these experiences,
These memories, they strangle me.
The only reason I still breathe;
A narrow escape when
Time catches me and drains my life force.

I breathe.
I suffocate.
The immensity of pain weakens.
Then there is nothingness.
I feel them fight while-
I, myself fight against those who chase me.
For freedom for self.
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