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I loved with a heart
That was ever so bright
Your words cut it sharp,
Now, I have holes in my heart
Hell sure did visit me, that night

-Kaya
I was a ship
You were an ocean
The storm was our home
Your humongous waves
made me tilt, side to side
and every time I did
My heart turned upside down

-Kaya
They asked "how are you?"
I said "I'm Fine"
they walked away with no worry
I thought again,
"How could you be so blind?"

-Kaya
I'll sit here, like dead meat
I'll lay here like an obnoxious presence
Flys surround me not to disturb but,
to remind you of my dead existence

I'll sit here, as a corpse that sees,
as a corpse that breathes,
as a corpse that hears and feels
I'll sit here, in patience
as your hell slowly drips
into my heaven
I'll sit here, as my heaven
slowly drips into your hell

O, you must be glad
I could surely tell
I'll still be here, to watch your frown
turn into a vicious smile
I could surely tell, that you have
been waiting for this all this while,
For all your life

-Kaya
It was one of those days where
the sun would rise,
but you would refuse to open your eyes

It was one of those days where
you would cry cry and cry,
till your eyes turn red and dry

It was one of those days where
you would wake up, and feel like
your parents were strangers
and you refuse to look at their face
and barely look them in the eye
because you're embarrassed, you're shy

It was one of those days when
you learn how to turn that frown into a smile
when somebody quickly says "Hi"

It was one of those days where
you would smile at someone,
But, get a blank stare back
till you're convinced that you're no one

-Kaya
Blood in one
chemicals in the other
now, "Does this make you feel
ten times better?"
She asked,
"It's true, even the most bitter
can make you feel better"

She thought to herself

- Kaya
My mind always gave birth
to ever-so-joyous and lively words
But those words, **** themselves
everytime they were produced
by their mother, my mind
The same words,
reborn, they were, to my life
My life, their second mother
Now cruel, those words are
Now dark, those words are
It's a cycle, they always will be

- Kaya
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