Kerdell

Kerdell Jan 2016

Your mask fits well. Almost seamless, hiding the cracks that you thought made you seem-less in his eyes. The critique of a million tongues carried no voice , all but one. One with a voice so agonizing , so torturous so raw but tolerable- under the mask. You whisper your pain in the winds while drying your tears in the silk of the morning sun.

It's only a rough cut..should have the final within a few days or more...you're honest critique is welcomed :)

#insecurities

Kerdell May 2015

Optional maybe?

People never listen to your noise, But could always hear your silence!

#short #bold #humans #irony

Kerdell Mar 2015

Lust

Lust or lost in the idea of wanting something I don't need... I can't breathe without it...I greed.. I crave.... Hmmm... Lust.....I squeeze so hard ..dust..it turns.. I yearn to have it.... Want but don't need.... share never.. A hot cold sweat.. Maybe a fever. Lust.....it's changing me...Help

#short #lust #lost #confusion

Kerdell Feb 2015

Talking Mirrors

I SEE YOU! Hiding behind that beautiful excuse of a smile, craving attention and importance, voicelessy crying for help. I see, YOU! Running after shadows of love. Soul tired, hopes up, heart torn, mind...Lost... I see you. Powerless in your own world, chained to the comfort of being wanted and not needed, comfortable. Not happy... I see you. A thousand scars telling the story of a battle; yet to win... I saw you. Who am I? I am You.

Funny how i actually wrote this while looking in a mirror...hahaha

#purpose #selfworth

Kerdell Feb 2015

Lost?

All that I seek is somewhere
Somewhere is all that I seek

#life #lost #being #quest

Kerdell Feb 2015

Untitled

We are all guilty of trying to mirror the love we see
Not sharing the love we know
Could love still be called 'true'

Make your own sense of this

#love #confused #guilt #contrast

Kerdell Feb 2015

Lady Of The Night

There's someone in my bed,
the image is blurry, so i can't quite tell
i'm leaning over hoping to get a smell, Ooh!
the Moet and lavender is strong
The drums inside my head, so loud,
Where was i last night? Did i do wrong?
the draft creeping between my legs through my sheets
reached out my hands felt i had nothing on beneath.
Oh my! my manhood feels sore and my back burns like i fell in cactus's
the uncertainty of my situation was becoming more clear
but never before my bed was something i share.

feeling uneasy and strange
lying in bed with someone but can't remember their name
or who it is.
ciphering through my memories.
Ah! then it clicked, I remembered why they were still here
I sought my billfold, paid my dues
Then.
The someone disappeared.

#*** #short