Ball and chain,
We've spent so much together,
Ball and chain,
We are one after the other.
Ball and chain,
You're a friend than of a lover,
Ball and chain,
You're the friend, I am the lover.

I carry the weight upon my shoulders,
You drag me forward.
I've always felt down;
You'd toss me up.
I follow you wherever you are,
A bond keeps us together,
I don't even know if you would rather;
See us as a ball and chain together.

You drag me constantly,
Am I that much of a burden?
I know you want to release me,
But the lock is a mystery to open;
If you're pestered, then say it!
Why not just tell me to leave?
Why are you letting me ruin your life?
Why are you not giving me the truth?
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Oh — that's what I never realized;*
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You were chained to another.
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All those heartaches were real, after all;
To love someone who loves someone else;
Now I know why you never said the truth;
Because you never cared anymore.
I was trapped in a dream,
A dream that is far to happen;
I chose to stay in a hallucination so tame,
It's not all your fault — I am partly to blame.

Ball and chain,
I know it's not real,*
Ball and chain,
But still it hurts to let it go,
Ball and chain,
How fast it goes by,
Ball and chain,
*It's time to say goodbye.

The morning rain
incessantly taps my window
in hope of response.
It calls me down to frosted beaches
with tarnished rocks and angry seas.
There lays the peace my soul desires,
amongst the waves my heart once claimed as home.

I became rich
With fortune found beneath
A warm kiss drip dropping
Onto my cold breast

Sat alone
Coffee hot
words absorbed
some great, some not.

the heartbroken girl,
the talentless hack
and the triumphant ego,
keep bringing me back.

Reality withers
as I waste my time
scribbling meaningless ditties
and making them rhyme.

I should just stay a reader
that much is now clear
so I'll pour me another
and spend the day here.

beautiful.
sweet.
kind.
loving.
cute.
handsome.
adorable.
understanding.
re­liable.
these are a few of the many words that
pop into my head when i think of you.
12/20/15

maybe i wanna hold your hand
and kiss your lips.
maybe i wanna wake up to your face
and fall asleep in your arms.
maybe i wanna go on cute dates
and maybe i want you to spontaneously
show up at my door step.
maybe you are my first thought when i
awake and
maybe you are my last thought when i fall
asleep.
maybe i want to talk about society and
politics and why we are even here on this
massive universe in the first place.
maybe i just wanna be yours.
12/22/15

WHY DO I LIKE YOU SO MUCH
WHY ARE YOU ON MY MIND CONSTANTLY
WHY DO YOU MAKE ME FEEL THIS WAY
WHY MUST YOUR LAUGH BE SO ****** cUtE
WHY MUST YOUR SMILE LiGHt uP MY LIFE
AND MOST IMPORTANTLY,
WHY DON'T YOU FEEL THE SAME ABOUT ME.

At ***** ****'s and Sloppy Joe's
We drank our liquor straight,
Some went upstairs with Margery,
And some, alas, with Kate;
And two by two like cat and mouse
The homeless played at keeping house.

There Wealthy Meg, the Sailor's Friend,
And Marion, cow-eyed,
Opened their arms to me but I
Refused to step inside;
I was not looking for a cage
In which to mope my old age.

The nightingales are sobbing in
The orchards of our mothers,
And hearts that we broke long ago
Have long been breaking others;
Tears are round, the sea is deep:
Roll them overboard and sleep.

Beautiful my Friends
Sweetly together
Shopping the Isles of  Joes,
Like it was your best date yet
We knew each other
Except we didn't
You knew me , of course..
For all the looking
that we spend time on
ROWW perhaps, Agraced Up agates Love
Another
Friend
I am Yours
No Mystery here
Nor deployment
Robe made
Sweet friendship
Hellos in the World
Sweet Hellos
Blind Partaking
For Favor Recognizable
You Love
Spoken Dimension
In the Eyes

Do not Seek
But Rather Know
Dispel Shyness
Costly Maiden Sure
Set Feather
To the Breeze
Once again
Love
Once again

Gold is so bright as riches
We imagine everyday
For the golden wishes
To come supernatural
Into the goldness.

Gold and Silver
In our hands
Give us special eyes
Of what we see
Cool and Awesome.

Gold is a colour of wonderful things
But beautifully
In and out
Whether it is to be
Gold so wonderfully.

                   By K-mari ©2016