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Kendra B Jun 2014
**** your heroes
Shoot em' down.
Shoot em' dead.
You'e only got one hero
That's You
Get it in your head.



© 2014 Kendra Bowman
Kendra B Jun 2014
The Sun.
She is Golden
Crying out to me as she dignifies the morning.
Blinding me.
Encasing me in her warm arms.
Comforting my wonders as I stare up into her pudgy round face.
Feeding my thought.
Her smooth touch across my cocoa colored skin,
It makes me just want to watch her,
And lie there forever.
As life happens,
And time passes by.




© 2014 Kendra Bowman
Kendra B Oct 2013
She is yellow.
Screaming happiness in my face as she glistens across my tear streaked cheek bones
She shrieks with laughter.
Filling our soul with the joy we continuously search for.
She taste like lemonade,
A sweet, sour sensation that pools upon my lips,
Swims in my mouth,
Swishing along my tongue.

Though she smells like fear.
And we all cower before her.

The sun is like a wild fire. You can not control her.

Still she engulfs us in warmth.
Glistening.
Holding fast onto our hearts

She knows we can not live without her.


© 2013 Kendra Bowman
Kendra B Oct 2013
Perfection likes to vacation inside my head
And I can’t stand her.

With her bows
And her dresses
And her frilliness....
She knows everything....
She can do anything.....

She's what everyone dreams of.
She's what everyone wants to be.

But,

She's always loved to tag along with Insanity
And of course Insanity drives me crazy.

So self-control tries to control me.

But still insanity pushes her way through to me.

Till I am drowning in her sweet words of comfort.
Wrapped up tight.

In a soft padded room.




© 2013 Kendra Bowman
Kendra B Oct 2013
Crying is like a rainy day.
And tears,
They are the raindrops upon cheeks.

A smile is the rare beautiful sunshine
That clears the foggy afternoons

And laughter,
It is the rainbow that spreads across the sky.
When perfection makes the rain cease
And the sun sparkle


© 2013 Kendra Bowman
Kendra B Oct 2013
Sky.
She is falling.
Crashing down upon me.
Crushing me beneath her overwhelmingly heavy weightlessness
While Beauty,
Striping herself from me.
Constantly escapes my needy grasp.
Then Pain
She singes me
Burning deep into my flesh
As she holds fast onto my heart.
Squeezing its rhythmic thumping in her tight grasp.
Killing me.
All while waiting on Death,
And searching for Perfection.
Dying for Joy,
And crying for my savior.

Who never showed up...


© 2013 Kendra Bowman
Kendra B Oct 2013
My smiles fades as you fade away,
Just to return when you do.
To rejoice in that sweet second of happiness.
That temporary relief,
Covering up the pain.
Caused by this sick game,
We call life.


© 2013 Kendra Bowman
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