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Kayla Eve Aug 28
i don't know if the tears burning hot
are angry anymore
or if they're escaping silently
without a second thought

my world has stopped
the silence grown
like the feeling deep inside me
buried eternally in my bones.
Kayla Eve Aug 28
i never used to wonder
if i was important to you.
there was never a doubt in my mind
about the things we would do.

"open your legs"
"spread them wide"
so that you could peer in to see what's inside
but you're looking through the wrong window
my mind is more than my body, so you know.

now you've made me weak
and I'm somehow nervous just to speak to you
and I've placed all my worth
in the skin and bones
that once upon a time, captivated you.

that spark of excitement I feel
when you hand me a crumb of attention
makes all my highs pale in comparison

and while you ignore me
I'm left wondering
what I can do
to make us what we used to be.
Kayla Eve Aug 28
where her words are hidden
and her thoughts kept in,
many people spoke,
not hiding their grins.
she wants to scream,
wants to fight.
but no sound escapes
until she takes flight.
her wings felt good
soaring in the wind,
and she smiled as screamed
all she had kept in.
her voice danced along
alone with the breeze
but then she awoke
and she was no longer free.
Kayla Eve Aug 28
the heart is just a pulsing muscle,
it doesn't deserve credit for how we feel.
the existence of a soul has never been proven
so I choose to look at love from a scientific perspective.

when I tell you, "I love you",
it's just a complex mix of neurons
firing signals around my body,
convincing you of these feeling
that are just made of chemicals.

"my heart beats for you"
no it doesn't.
it beats to spread blood so we can live.

when I tell you, "we have a connection",
it's really just my brain
wanting some stimulation.
Kayla Eve Aug 28
dreams are a funny thing
for the way that they behave.
acting out out fantasies
in a tantalisingly tangible way.

could the whisper of a want
persuade a person to change?
or the scream of a desire
cause acts of pure distaste?

the wonder that we're blessed with,
the ability to question the world
is a strength beyond our fickle minds
to understand our human nature,
exploring it with words.

the idea of a torture,
but deep within our souls,
is represented in our capability to be alone.

be alone by yourself,
keeping the only real company you know.
people who can spend that time,
will never truly be alone.
Kayla Eve Aug 28
you are strong,
strong enough to trust.
to place your heart in someone's hand,
but heal when it gets crushed.

you're strong enough to know the difference
between real connection and lust.
to seek out a future of pure happiness,
not endless shallow compliments.

so, you're strong enough to stand on the edge of a cliff
and blindly jump.
when you fall, and you're engulfed with a wild rush,
enjoy the drop. close your eyes
and let yourself be held
by the comforting wind and it's caressing touch.

but, when suddenly the ground seems all too close,
and the fear of impact drowns most
everything around you
and that rush that once coursed through your veins,
starts to itch and burn,

now you're back again.
Kayla Eve Aug 28
You are mine in every sense of the word,
but I cannot force your hand.
I sway between devotion and despair,
begging you to meet me somewhere,
in the solemn space between.
But I’ll settle for you anywhere.

I’ll settle for my words to fall on deaf ears,
for my wanting to go unnoticed,
if it means you’ll still be there.
I won’t walk away from the life we said we’d share.

We’ve endured a love so profound,
that it’s bigger than ourselves.
Let me lay with you.
We can nestle into the fracture,
then maybe I won’t feel such a gap.

I want to say we’ll overcome anything,
but I’m not sure I can keep shouting into the wind.
My throat hurts.
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