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Kayla Flanders Feb 2018
sometimes the rain decides
to rip the sky apart
reminding me of the confusion
that's sometimes in my heart
or other times it drowns out
the words i wish i had said
reminding me of the chaos
unfurling in my head
sometimes i like the rain because it understands
how badly i need it to wash away the day
and gives me hope that
if the world can feel like this too,
maybe i'll turn out okay.
Kayla Flanders Feb 2018
all you did was push
so all i did was shove
and i think we fought for so long
we ran out of love.
thoughts.
Kayla Flanders Feb 2018
they said to lighten the colors
that it was too dark for this life
but he decided art shouldn't be comfortable
it was meant to be wielded like a knife
Kayla Flanders Jan 2018
you tell me my eyes feel very much like gravity
has decided to let go of the earth
but his eyes were like green embers-
it didn't matter what your brown eyes were worth.
Kayla Flanders Jan 2018
last year we found our best friends
this year we found they are someone else
because last year was a long time ago
and now we just have ourself

because people change and sometimes
we change in different ways
and just because you spent last year together
doesn't mean someone always stays

last year we found our best friends
but this year i've learned the past is just the past
and just as high school passes us by
friendships can go just as fast

because last year was awhile ago
and as you will learn people can forget
and sometimes your best friend from last year
will feel like someone you never met
what i learned yesterday.
Kayla Flanders Jan 2018
i asked the universe
for a favor but even
shooting stars didn't
know how, so i had
to keep thinking if
                              we were truly meant to be, we would be
                                                              ­                            by now.
Kayla Flanders Jan 2018
do you ever feel like there are mountains and oceans and stars and galaxies that you are meant to explore. but you're human so you are grounded and can't fly and can't escape this little life you have to call yours. but then you see your brother smile or your mother cry or your best friend laugh so hard you just have to bend over with her on the floor. and suddenly all those mountains you thought you had to climb you were actually carrying and they were weighing you down. so far down that you were sinking past the earth's crust into the depths of the ground leaving everything and everyone behind. every first kiss you have ever had. every first book. first song. first dance. and all of your lasts too. your last goodbye to the boy you thought you loved and your grandma who always wanted to travel the world but never did.
and within the chaotic mess of your little life you have to have. you realize all the mountains and oceans and stars and galaxies you're meant to explore are already inside you.
maybe this isn't a poem, but it's poetry to me.
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