K'cia Natalie

K'cia Natalie May 2015

I'd love to be your tourniquet
who takes your pain away.
You'd be the perfect silhouette
for the words I couldn't say.
I'd love for you to make me weak
from my heart down to my knees.
With only a kiss upon my cheek,
you'd make my legs freeze.
I'd let you take away my tears
like the sun does the rain.
You would make my brain go numb,
and I'd be the blood in your veins.
So I'll let this bottled message
float peacefully through the sea.
And hopefully we meet some day;
whoever you may be.

K'cia Natalie May 2015

Odd One Out.

I am blunt, and I am simple.
I am as light as a feather.
I am the body you see in the clouds,
when my soul in under the weather.
I am blunt, and simple.

I am scared, and I am brave.
I am your candle in the dark.
I am a flame in a fire pit.
I am a firework spark.
I am scared, and brave.

I am blazed, and I am free.
My mind has run away.
It may come back a quarter to nine,
or maybe another day.
I am blazed, and free.

I am a copy, and I am a slave.
A doll in the law's hand.
Hoping I can avoid trouble.
I try as hard as I can.
I am a copy, and a slave.

I am strong, and I am only human.
Stuck to my body with glue.
Only I understand who I am inside.
But the question is, do you?
I am strong, and only human.

I do not have a soul. I am a soul. I have a body.

May 2015

Shel Silverstein

The Little Boy and the Old Man

Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."
Said the old man, "I do that too."
The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."
"I do that too," laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, "I often cry."
The old man nodded, "So do I."
"But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems
Grown-ups don't pay attention to me."
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
"I know what you mean," said the little old man.

K'cia Natalie May 2015

Monster.

I am a lover, not a fighter.
I am a lip and neck biter.
I am the steam between the sheets.
I am the raindrops hitting the street.
I am seduction. Pure and red.
I am the monster lying in your bed.
I am your drug in which you're addicted.
I am the monster that won't leave your head.

I am the thought that won't leave your mind.
I am a drop of blood in a glass of red wine.
I am the kiss that meets the lips of death.
I am the lace on a silk black corset.
I am green slime oozing out of the walls.
I am the face of a broken glass doll.
I am your fear in which you're most afraid.
I pick you up just to watch you fall.

K'cia Natalie May 2015

Kissing Poison Frogs.

Remember the way I look in red
Like the bullet I just put through your head.
You're acid rain flowing through my veins
I'm your toxic serenade.
Together we make lemonade novacane.

You're my blade through thick and thin.
I'm the leach that lives under your skin.
I'm your reflection going insane.
I infect your heart; you destroy my brain.
You're my fear that won't go away.

You make my heart beat at an unhealthy pace.
I can't get enough of that beautiful face.
And even though i know you're absolutely no good,
I believe that I want you a bit more than I should.
Boy, do I love feeling you in my blood..

K'cia Natalie May 2015

Blackbird.

The reason my thoughts don't follow me home.
The reason my feelings remain unknown.
When I try to think,
My heart starts to sink.
This blackbird won't leave me alone.

This blackbird won't get left behind.
It hits me with no warning signs.
It endlessly haunts me.
It tweets and it taunts me.
My life is stuck in rewind.

This blackbird sits and pecks at my bones.
The remorse it feels may never be shown.
It pecks at my hips.
It kisses my lips.
This blackbird won't leave me alone.

K'cia Natalie May 2015

In The Dark.

At night I hear my sad walls cry
'cause they know how I feel inside.
They feel my pain and i'm to blame.
Against these walls my brain collides.

At night I lay between my sheets.
These thoughts that come are hard to beat.
They come and go as I lie awake
My nightmares come when I'm not asleep.

At night all I do is shiver and shake.
It's four A.M. and I'm still awake.
So while I lay in bed at night,
these walls know every mistake I make.

— The End —