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KT Feb 2015
I’ve been thinking night and day,
been wondering where does your heart lay.
Please, can I know if I may?
I’m troubled with it, what can I say.
What do you think before you sleep?
What desires does your locked heart keep?
What do you wish? What do you want?
What is that, that keeps you wake at night?

Are you happy? Are you full?
Do you hug your blanket, do you tug in?
Does something spoil you, make you a kid?
Do you feel warmth under your skin?
Do you get vibes along your bones?
Is there somebody that shakes your knees?
Does somebody puts you at ease?
Who is that, that holds your keys?

Do you feel love? Are you satisfied?
Are there colors in your belly?
Do your thoughts taste like cherry?
Do you see stars in someplace else?
Who is that, that rings your bells?
Where is the keyhole, to your soul?
What is that, that makes you give in and kneel?
Do you feel, like I feel?

My heart is with you,
but where does that heart of yours lay?
KT Feb 2015
Rooted in my howling void,
Where am I? It’s empty, I’m devoid.
I’m lost, in this chasm trapped.
Why? Oh, why did this mess in me I kept?
A monster lies with me.
Its shadow on mine is tied.
It grows, eating me piece by piece.
Together we coincide.
I’m not gone, on his fangs I spit.
I’m also feeding on it.
What is this that is within?
I’m in me with my evil twin.

Chained by a chain.
I’m waiting in vain,
bothered by pain,
it’s hard to maintain,
harder to explain.
The same I can not remain.
Definetly, I’m going insane.
I’m not walking the same lane.
It’s not the same rain.
It is not so clean and plain..
I’m shadowed by feign,
that gives me a big **** stain.
I can not attain,
I can not obtain,
I can not retain
my now twisted sane.
Oh, it’s so inhumane,
I’m going profane,
I’m turning mundane.
What? Oh, what am I doing to my last grain?
In me live Abel and Cain.
This monster I can’t restrain,
it hits me over and over like a train.
It continues it’s reign…
I can not regain
the long lost ripped up rein.
No more do I pertain.
This monster I can’t get slain!
KT Feb 2015
When was I shot?
Do I have to rot?
Oh, who do I blame?
For that gnarly flint that came..
The arrow of that little cupid,
got me clear and lucid.
You widened my pupils.
Messed up all my scruples.
Oh god, I have no more doubt.
Nothing left to think about.
I got water on my drought,
I let my flower rise and sprout.
You sit there and you shine.
I got vibes all along my spine.
I can feel nothing of mine,
You make me gaze, make me pine.
I’m not in my maze, I’m just fine.
I got an itch, that requires a stitch.
I’m out of the ditch, but I won’t twitch
You knocked me all the way down.
With your eyes, hazely brown.
Your smile melts me down.
Black hair, black gown,
made of the night sky’s lonely frown.
How do I not look?
There’s no letting of the hook.
I’m going to put it in my book,
oh, my eyes you shook, you took.
I gotta grab on tight,
on your bright blinding light,
stand in your sight, be on your side.
And just might,
Everything’ll be allright.
You got me mesmerized,
My senses vaporized.
Like a gapeseed I stare,
oh, how do I dare?
You widened my eye,
oh no, I do not lie.
KT Feb 2015
Oh god, I can not see.
It’s all starting to get blurry to me.
Face to face, everything’s the same,
it seems I’m out of the game.
There is no diffrence between right and wrong.
This is not the same old happy song.
Walking the street,
don’t know who to greet.
They’re all moving sticks,
as long as m’ clock ticks.
Maybe there’s something good,
’cause I don’t got no more mood.
Lost my inner goose,
got nothing to lose.
All the gates are shut,
working on my gut.
This somehow might be right,
but I’m still losing my sight.
KT Feb 2015
It’s raining here,
and it won’t stop.
I was waiting in fear,
soaked like m’ nana’s mop

I’m cold, I’m shaking,
my legs are trembling.
I’ve got no more heat,
and my hands ‘r like a dead-beat.

I pulled ‘em out,
of m’ leather pockets,
what will I see,
frozen chicken nuggets.

All blushed up,
hard like a brick,
all freezed up,
rollin’ like a stuffed up *****.

Pulled my hat up,
got my jacket tight,
from thumb to toe,
I was like the reaper Joe.

Trying to warm ‘em,
trying to rub ‘em,
but they are more stiff,
than an ice-cold shiv.

I need something
to make ‘em move again,
I need to feel your
warmth, dear woman.

They’ll start moving,
they’ll be bouncing,
they’ll get red,
and I won’t be sad.

Just get me in,
I promise I’ll behave,
I’ll do what I’m told,
just get me out of this cold.
KT Feb 2015
I got a girl and she’s a wreck!
she’s chaos and she’s crack,
a living angel with a wicked soul!
a precious stone that shines dusk and dawn

She’s in a fuss, she can’t sleep
she weeps in her dream,
distressed from man’s (ugly) pest
that thorned up her flower crest

But i can’t help, cuz i’m far away
but baby trust me that one day
I’ll move mountains and be there!
Clean all the filth and bump your heart
so you can blossom into the,
most beautiful ever thing..

Your smile will be the sun
making everybody fuzzy and warm
your calm will be the moon
faintly whispering passion’s storm
embracing all that’s right and wrong

Out of the shadow that clouds your star,
you’ll not need heaven, not need hell,
you’ll have me and you’ll have you,
doing all that fills up,
that hole, in your soul,
wearing the crown all day long
by my side like Bonnie and Clyde.
KT Feb 2015
Again and again,
pound after pound,
it hits with all it can,
all of light, fire and sound.
You won’t catch a breath.
You won’t get a break.
You’ll be sinking, drowning,
in a bottomless lake.
It will not ask if you’re cold or not;
It will just shovel ice with all it’s got.
Is it worth it? Keeping your breath?
Or you’ll give up when that’s what you get?
I’m not here to tell right from wrong;
We are all dancing to that same song.
I do agree it’s all a mess..
It will all end the same, nevertheless.
Can a little wait hurt?
After the clouds are gone
and the sun is out,
you’ll see that the wind,
it was worth after all that pound.
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