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kaycog Jul 2016
Throw me away
like a bowling ball
Literal dead weight
Taking up space
kaycog Jul 2020
I am here and now
Forever wishing you’d stop
Chasing tomorrow
You
kaycog Apr 2021
You
So quick to judge another
Are but a decision away
From sharing their struggle
#z
kaycog Jun 2016
They won't always like you
They won't always be there for you
Hell, they might even hate you
But if they don't care enough to stick around,
Why waste your time caring what they think?
Maybe we were friends. I thought we were, but then again... maybe not
kaycog Dec 2016
There* is temporary.
There is love,
and there is happiness,
but here is now.
I wish I was back there.
kaycog Jul 2016
You didn't want to fall for me
You hated the fact that everyone did
Yet somehow you became

The one that cared the most.
I know, I'm spamming. Get over it.
kaycog Sep 2016
Okay, sure I left
We did agree to talk
maybe empty words?
I'm not hurting
or falling apart
But we can still speak
pleasantries?
I'm not gone forever you know
(If you want to know how I'm doing, all you have to do is ask)
kaycog Nov 2016
Its your big, ugly, monster of a character flaw
causing you to only focus on yourself.
You sick, self-centered broad
"I'm there for you, why do you refuse
to care an inkling about my needs?"
I'll tell you why,
Its because you absorb:
The prayers, moral support, compliments
from others
you take but never give
you consume but do nothing more
Aw, don't tell me you're put out!
Don't worry my dear little damsel
you simply lack the comprehension
your pretty little head isn't capable
of functioning at such a high caliber
think of this no more
I mean, after all,
How could anyone possibly cast blame unto you?
"Enjoy college," I say.
kaycog Nov 2014
He was the kind of boy
Who liked thunder clouds
And rainstorms

But I was just a girl
Who loved clear skies
And sunshine
kaycog Oct 2020
the other side of loss
and sum of all my parts
a conclusion forgone
encouraging in theory
but leaving my world shattered
through a single pane
kaycog Feb 2017
Welcome to exile.
Home of the once free, never brave.
We're a collection of kids
with stones for brains.
Our ideas are concrete,
but the rocks never mix in.
We take paper cuts to the soul
just deep enough to focus on the sting.
This is what we came for.
kaycog Mar 2015
If
it
doesn't
sound
the
same
its
not
loud
enough

— The End —