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Kooky Collages May 2018
When I see the wind pass through the trees,
That’s when I think of you.

And as the waters tumble down the streams,
I sit and listen for a clue.

Every chirp and every creak,
Sounds like words straight from your mouth.

And as the sun trickles down on me,
I feel you all around.

Though you’ve left this time and space,
I don’t believe you’re gone.

You led me to this tranquil place,
To help me carry on.
Kooky Collages May 2018
I wonder if you ever long for me.

I doubt it.

Remember that one night,
When the rain hit your roof
and we sat on your porch
Laughing, drinking, smoking.

The taste of bourbon still sends me to you.
There I stand, drink in hand.
But you’re gone.
I guess you were always gone.

But then, I slosh my drink on my hand and I feel your touch.
Your fingers passed over me like wind passing through trees.
So soft. So natural.
You were like a breeze.

I felt its cold gusts after the rush.
As the drops scattered outside,
You scattered my mind.
Scrambled.
Like the eggs you said you’d make me in the morning,
But never did.

I ran to you
In search of something more
Did we both just long to be adored?
Long to be adored.
But not longing to adore.
Two different things.
Kooky Collages May 2018
If I could write forever-
And share the flavors of my mind-
If I could drop all things-
That form a divide.

Divisions have risen-
And they split my heart.
I’m cracking-
And-
I’m bleeding art.

Puddles of proses-
Fill my brain.
Inspiration blankets me-
Like a summer rain.

If I could only write forever,
And do nothing else-
Then that nourishment of my soul-
Would be my only source of wealth.
Penciled in my journal while heading home from Isla Mujeres, Mexico on Sunday, February 18th.
Kooky Collages May 2018
I feel like I’m breaking:
Snapping in half
I feel like I’m drowning
And can’t find a raft

These words are falling
out of my mouth
They come out like rain
After a drought

My reflection in the mirror
Looks like a mirage of me.
Almost myself
But not quite what it seems.
How do I keep from unraveling at my seems.
Written last year.
Kooky Collages May 2017
I don't want to feel this anymore-
That emptiness I felt as I walked out your door.
You were so kind when telling me to go.
Trying to make it less of a blow.
I know you meant well, but I'm two steps ahead.
I knew this would happen the second I layed in your bed.
I'm empty-
I'm crying-
And I don't know why.
It's not like we even really said goodbye.
"I'll see you tomorrow!", you assured.
But my heart still sank; I felt insecure.
With shoulders slumped, I moped out the door.
I'm a fool for even thinking we'd be more-
Than something you needed-
Than something you tried-
For a second there, I made you feel alive.
Until you were bored and sent me away.
I get it, you still love me, but in a different kind of way.
Kooky Collages Oct 2015
Trust me, trust no one
Darkness is the game
Lights off, will they come on?
Or will they stay the same?

You follow her down,
She runs, you fall
Pleasure is her only call

Echoed walls, cry aloud
She fails to hear them, anyhow
Why can't she see, see through the clouds?
She sails around them, even now
Visions of collisions come crashing through
Like a souring secret straight to you

Serpent searching for slithers of light
Split between what's wrong and right

She edited the evidence of perilous plights
Despite insight, she willed what the might

Still you followed into her crippling realm
Henceforth, her kingdom remains, bow down, all hair
Kooky Collages Jun 2015
Distance of our bodies and distance of our minds.
I always wished to see you, but never found the time.
We wanted it to happen, but we never made a stand.
I wanted, more than anything, for you to be my man.
Motives became lost within the wire.
But never once, did we loose our desire.
Perhaps that's all we ever had.
Perhaps we were just each others fad.
I'm embarrassed to admit I thought we were more.
I held on to hope that you'd walk through my door.
But you never intended to stay with me.
Drowned in blindness, I could not see.
But I'm done being foolish, I'm loosening my grip.
His cup runneth over, and I'm taking a sip.
Quenched, I realize you were nothing but stone.
No flesh, just hardness.
No skin, just bones.
When you find you are empty, and then search for your soul,
You'll see that what we were missing was your half being whole.
I'll be loving another when you come back my way.
It could've been you, had you just stayed.
But you needed to grow and so I let you go.
And if you're reading this, there's one thing you should know,
A heart only deserves what it's asking for.
You asked for a little, and I gave you more.
You took that for granted, and I'll never forget.
That feeling of love entangled in regret.
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