Kiara McNeil

Kiara McNeil Sep 2011

nox.

empty waters.
filled lies.
we lie in graves.

Kiara McNeil Aug 2011

Seal it with a kiss.
A soft sensuous kiss.
Let me lightly feel your lips.
My fingers trace where the warmth was.
I cradle the flowers, and read the words lightly.

*From Michael, sealed with a kiss

Kiara McNeil Aug 2011

Just like paper

Touch me.
Hold me.
Bend me.
Fold me.
Ball me up.
Throw me away.
Rip me into a million shreds.
You treat my heart like, paper.

Kiara McNeil Jul 2011

where to go

there's not enough space for both of us.
inside my head.

Kiara McNeil Jul 2011

Endland.

I'm going down the rabbithole.
Gladly, I admit.
I've cooked up my madness,
and swallowed quite a bit.
I can't wait to be eaten alive
and greeted by it once more.
Reality is dead.
And society is beating on my front door.
But what do I care?
I cover myself in a blanket of insanity,
from my feet to my hair.
Oh heavens, this wonderful.
I don't have to think or believe anymore.
Trust in insanity.
I swallow the key and close the door.

Welcome to the Endland.

Kiara McNeil Jul 2011

What he thought he found

He was strong.
He knew how to hustle.
He wanted to survive then he found love.

He lost his home.
He left town.
He got back everything, then he found love.

He came back home.
He received it back, a third time.
He was better than ever, then he found love.

He was lonely.
He thought family didn't care.
Lust became a problem, because he thought he found love.

Now he's stuck.
All bridges burned.
No one to turn to, not even "love".

.. A poem I wrote about my brother.

Kiara McNeil Jul 2011

naked truth.

i don't need a lack of clothes.
i just need your indifferent glare.