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 Apr 2014 Katie Killjoy
kat lykke
your bittersweet acid-kisses
 made my lips burn enough 
to set myself on fire just by thinking of the night 
you hid a part of yourself 
in my hollow skin. you built a burning castle in my fragile mind, you ****

*(k.w)
You're back.

But I'm not really here anymore.
I miss the taste of moonlight on your skin.
I can always count on that blue sky
you have helped through things all my life
you have healed immense wounds
that pierced through my heart like a knife

when nothing seems to go my way
you are always there on a sunny day
when I feel as if I have lost all my might
you always make me feel like its alright

your beauty is known throughout the world
you warm the heart of every boy and girl
your always there to watch over us all
and you never ask anything of us at after all

maybe I love blue skies
because it reminds me of Tori's eyes
my poor deceased sister
lord knows how much I miss her

whenever the world has done me wrong
you were always there all along
as long as your above me I have no fright
when the sky is blue I'll be alright
Appreciate nature. It was such a beautiful day today. 4/26/14
 Apr 2014 Katie Killjoy
Morrigan
Love that could’ve been
That fire of fires

I will miss you sorely
For awhile

I will write you letters
But I will only tuck them under my mattress and just pretend you’ve read them

I could’ve really loved you
Maybe I’ll love somebody

Someday when I have my **** together
you are so cool but too cool for me.
All our pains and all our fears
drowning out with tastefully selected beers.
We dance and laugh to forget all night
we stay up kissing until morning light.
You wake up gathering your things from the floor
your face now different
not like before.
You crashed into me,
and as we sunk to the depths
you brought the world too.
it's a haiku writing week.
I love the light
the way colors appear before us
varying hues and shades and textures
vibrant or dull
but always alive
the way light bends around us
to reveal a reality
an illusion
I love the light
for showing me that a dark bedroom
is nothing to be afraid of
I love the light
for filling me with strength
for healing me
that blazing ball of gas we circle
some cultures worship it
and I can see why
light gives life
light gives color
light gives darkness
and excitement
light…
the promise of something fresh
something new
“got a light?”

— The End —