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Sara Kellie Mar 2019
What colour my eyes,
you'll see right through.
Into my mind,
I'm showing you.

Angels of mine
have all absconded.
The ballots are in
and all are counted.

A landslide shows
only demons have voted.
So words of hurt
have been promoted.

Poetry by Kaydee.
Sara Kellie Jan 2019
Awww, such pity for the
narrow minded fool.

I gouge.
My finger, my tool.

Awww, pity . . , fool.
I slice.
My blade, my tool.

Awww, pity . . , fool.
I grind.
My hack-saw, my tool.

Awww, pity . . , fool.
I bury.
My shovel, my tool.

Tell me . . ,
You or me.

I rule.

Kaydee.
Chill out psychotherapist. See you Sunday.
Sara Kellie Jan 2019
It's watching over you, my love.
and you
you fear nothing
more than
me.

and you
ought to wonder.
For the fake love and
the feelings that you plunder.

For I am the rain,
I am the clouds
and
I am the thunder.

Can you feel it?
I am electric!
I am me
and I am you.

Kaydee.
Can you feel it?
I am electric!
I am me
and I am you.
Sara Kellie Jan 2019
I don't know about heaven
but angels, I do.
They've sent along an invite.
So go along, I might.

I hope to see the fireworks
and you enjoy the show.

A burning red, remembering
the venomous words you said.

A calming green, reminding
you of what could have been.

A cold and sombre blue, dead
thanks to you.
***

Poetry by Kaydee.
It's just a ******' poem
Sara Kellie Jan 2019
Hello's come and go
but goodbye's stay forever.
So,
I'll never say hello again.
So,
We can't be together.

Poetry by Kaydee.
Do you follow your head
or your heart?
Sara Kellie Jan 2019
I'm on the edge.
I'm on the edge.
So many edges. . . .
with no chasms . . .
. . . . . . no freefall
. . . . I have crossed.
Overcome?

Where is my chasm?
"hurt"
"betrayal"
"pain, just pain"

I have overcome.

Where is my chasm?
"fatality"
"silence"
"peace"

No chasm, No edge.

Nothing.

Kaydee.
So many bruises. So many wounds.
Bruises with bruises.
Wounds with wounds.
Sara Kellie Jan 2019
If prevention is better than the cure
(up the sentence for intimidation)
to much, much, much, much more.
Let me search my mind.
See what feelings I can find.

These thoughts I have
were never mine.
You gave me these.
Did I wrong you somehow?
Was it for your friends to please?
How many likes did you get?

  (black cloth on my head)
For the pain you imposed.
Unfortunately.
for you,
I have been whispering with the
jury of the (******) self righteous mind
and so,
your sentence,
will take your breath away.

Kaydee.
Justice served by any person other than yourself is and always will be empty.
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