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It's the

Only thing       Possible !

;;

what YE.   Want me to do ?

Like yer begging for life

Like a begger begging for food

//

I know you love me girl

that's what girls go

Nothin else is.     Possible !

///


Oh you

See eternity in my eyes

You feel forever in my arms

I am your shelter from the storm

For you to be
Without me

Is impossible !

••

I know you love me girl

I'm kinda glad you do

I like to bed you down

But that don't mean

That

I love you !

( which would be impossible )

so very impossible
For once in my life I want to be happy
happy and hopeful and confident
I want to not beat myself down before anything can happen
Or repeatedly remind myself that it's "probably nothing"
I want to go to bed and not worry that I said the wrong thing
or that I'm thinking too much
Or not enough.
I want to not feel like my feelings
(or my heart)
are too much
I want to not have to feel like I need
to squelch my wants and my hopes and my dreams
because if I dare to reach for them I am going to get smacked for thinking that any of that is something I could ever have.
I want to not feel scared of letting myself love.
I want to not feel scared to be authentic in my current existence.
I want to be allowed to shout who I am and how I feel
from where ever I want.
But that's not the world we live in.
I can't.
I can't fly up too high or too close to the sun.
People who fly too close to the sun get burned and fall to their deaths.
The sun doesn't let things hug it.
It doesn't want a friend.
Not even another sun.
 Sep 2015 Kristina Morgan
Kush
Can I be your antagonist?
I promise you’ll hate me
For I am a cheeky little monster
An arch-nemesis lurking in the recess
Of your mind
I confess to being obsessed
With earning your contempt
Would a lovely sight it would be
If your gorgeous grin became a symbol of sin
Snatching you from the sky up so high
A pure angel whose wings started to darken
A heroine who suddenly lived on the edge
The rush! The explosion!
To know that I made your good character decay
That my touch lead to your corrosion
How beautiful that look on your face will be
As it fills with the realization
That you’re no embodiment of nobility
Simply a villain
Just like me!
You
You're my other.
You understand.
You engage.
You listen and mull things over and discuss.
You let me run
and you run with me.
You don't just let me run and wait for me to come back.
You run next to me.
You exhilarate me.
You allow me to breathe.
You breathe for me when I can't breathe for myself.
I miss you terribly.
.


                     THAT girl

!!

we go back

A long way

me & THAT girl

..:though we never really

Talked at all

//

Strangers

Oh

So very far away


•.       •

Oh yeah

THAT girl

me and THAT girl

//

W were

The greatest **** trip

In the

Whole wide world
Every memoir

    "     moment

Belongs to You

Sweetest part of my life

Love you lot

SWEETY

Love you unconditionally

SWEETHEART

Wherever you're

May God bless You

Be happy

Keep smiling

May You live long

Miss You lot

Believe me........-

Love You LOVE-Writtten on 27.09.2012
 Sep 2015 Kristina Morgan
Noandy
The last time we saw each other
Was when we caught a star
Under the tears
Unfolded from your bedtime
Horrors

And now I've lost you
To my tempest that
Passed soon after
In your sleep

All that was left for me
Were
The sound of giggling children
At the far end of the tapestry
Grandfathers crying
At a bowl of lukewarm gospels
Who laughed while praying
For my loss

I am
The murderer
Who caught a star
In August
With you
By the time you came
To your senses
Faster
Than I
Who turned down your bullets
That sung lullabies about heartbreak

It was the only thing we had
You were the blossom I cherished
Rotting down
Resonant

The fire now no longer speaks to me
The star we caught distinguished its flame
 Sep 2015 Kristina Morgan
mike
it has three eyes
to mesmerise

you never know when it is winking

seducing

you never know what it is thinking

deducing

it is always
just tricking
and tricking.

its a neighbor
i want to light
a fire of
to their house
but its connected to mine
so i sit
and i consider,

smoking cigarettes
with a can of gas
as an ash tray
to pass the night
and that racket
they make.

with my foot tapping
on the foot
of a chair
in the yard.
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