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Dec 2012 · 625
Untitled
Kayla Dec 2012
Goodmorning
I've woken with the sting of cold, fresh air.
Pale light glides through my windows, and illuminates the very breath I take. It's quiet enough that I can still think. Each thought I have recorded, in my own head. Sometimes it grows so silent that I observe the ringing in my ears.  When I think, and I hear, and I feel, all at once I recieve a slight feeling, a sense that comes in waves. It's a good one. This is calm. But it is lonely.
Dec 2012 · 413
Untitled
Kayla Dec 2012
My rock
What am I without you
My sky
How you're always there
My wind
My breath of fresh air
My everything
My all
My Rise
And then My Fall
My morning
And My night
My landing
And My flight
My warmth
And my speechless chill
My heartbeat
And my still
What am I without you
Dec 2012 · 2.3k
An old friend
Kayla Dec 2012
Hello
I found my place
Hello
I've found your face
Hello
After all this time
Hello
Do you remember mine
Hello
I'm sorry
Hello
Are you sorry too
Hello
I've found someone new
Hello
What will I do
Hello
Remember you hurt me
Hello
I never told you
Hello
How they all knew
Hello
How I wouldn't admit it
Hello
I miss you
Hello
Cause me pain no more
Hello
It hurts me without you
Hello
I've never felt like this before
Hello
There's someone else now
Hello
They treat me well
Hello
Are you worth it
Hello
Is love worth living in hell
Hello
For the last time?
Hello
Will I ever say goodbye
Dec 2012 · 272
My Sky with You
Kayla Dec 2012
Much like the sun
I was set on fire
Much like this grass
I've been growing higher
Much like the calm
I'd stay here with you
Much like the storm
I will hurt too
Much like the sky
You hold it all
But much like the stars
This may Burn and Fall
Oct 2012 · 1.6k
Tuesday
Kayla Oct 2012
Take my rights away
For I have nowhere else to go
Make the sinners pay
For they have nothing else to know
Send money for the poor
For we have nothing else to give
Clock hours for the businessman
For he has nothing else to live
Sep 2012 · 964
infliction
Kayla Sep 2012
attained vibrations
absorbed by self-reflections
through unification
separations, self-selection
distanced by dreams
grounded by moonbeams
illuminated by the skylight
inwardly screaming for me
i'm just a set of bones
surrounded by organs
wrapped in skin
i'm just a skeleton
proctected by image
Kayla Sep 2012
no rules applied
, a lesson learnt
, i will not let myself return
to your harming arms.
i found a haven
far away from where you can consume me, but you found me here
, i can't disappear,
this demon can see me always,
for a day i was held hostage,
kept from home,
and taken to your hell yet again.
at first, i rejoiced,
at the sound of your voice
, thought to be a familiar friend
, but instead i was wrong,
i heard the sins on your tongue,
deep in your heart
and escaping from your mouth,
and then inside i was screaming,
with fear in my eyes,
until i was able to realize
  that the decision was mine.
Sep 2012 · 455
Fried
Kayla Sep 2012
in the end does it matter?
this is where we are, this is where we’ve been
ravaged, we fight onwards, but toward what?
do you see where it has put us?
do we realize what has gone on?
or are our eyes closed to this sun light illuminating in?
where do we begin, to begin again
written in sixty seconds.
Sep 2012 · 853
Wanderlust
Kayla Sep 2012
Heaven isn't that far from here
Illuminate the road
And we will disappear
We will not follow
But stand side by side
Rising like the tide
And falling in the night
We could set out tomorrow
We could leave this place
We could make the world our own
We could runaway
This is a first draft, I wrote it in about a minute without thinking about it much.
Just let it happen. We'll see.
Sep 2012 · 2.2k
Pledge Allegiance to Nothing
Kayla Sep 2012
Welcome to America;
You will pour your faith into a dollar
You will feed our corporations
You will get an education
You will have no hesitation
You follow a religion
You will buy into the system
You will love industrialization
You will find an occupation
You will endlessly strive to be rich
You will envy the famous
You will fall behind on your payments
You will pretend you have it all
In hope that someone else will fall
You will believe in us
You will settle for simplicity
You will ignore your own divinity
& We will tell you,
You are free.

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