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 Mar 2014 Kodis
Amanda
If you can feel pain;
the soft slicks and flicks upon places
you thought
were
impervious,

just close your eyes,
and let bittersweet memories ribboned and edged with yellowing creases infuse into the little emptiness within you.

Just cautiously remember,
no,
actually
be
silly-crazy-reckless
with this,

remember that you can feel happiness too.
Those untitled somethings,
just please,
please,
         let them dance & flit across your heart.
Let their little etchings of 'Happy' remain there infinitely.

Hihihi!
This one is for Michael. Happy birthday!
xo
P.S *Yawns* Time to sleep.
Good Morning Sunshine, Good Afternoon or Good Night & Sweet dreams
where-ever you, you and you are!
x
i walk down the hall with armor on my face
because i have to be the soldier that cannot say anything

images reflect off of me as i greet people with smiles
but deep down i want to rip off all the fake steel that people cannot see behind

i feel myself growing weaker and weaker as people are ******* the marrow out of me
instead of their own lives, as they gain their momentum from pointing out flaws
of a girl

i am many things but psychopathic is not one of them and how dare you decide it is okay
to speak about someone like that, to create a dungeon built from your lies and hold me prisoner.

i feel like crying but you will never see because i will greet you with a smile
and talk to you about your day

**** them with kindness they say,
well i'm ready to watch this **burn
 Mar 2014 Kodis
berry
nobody warns you about the first boy who tells you he wants to marry you.

nobody warns you about the tangible shift in the universe when he parts his lips to smile.

nobody warns you about the poetry he'll write you or how your knees will weaken or the melancholy hidden between the layers of his laughter.

nobody warns you that miles will morph into lightyears and you will curse the ocean for being the only thing that keeps his fingers from resting between yours.

nobody warns you about the day his sweater doesn't smell like him anymore.

nobody warns you that human hands are incapable of holding a person together.

nobody warns you that sometimes love is not enough, no matter how much you wish it was.

nobody warns you about the crippling nostalgia that renders you breathless.

nobody warns you about the nights when silence screams for your blood.

nobody warns you about the crater that forms in your chest in the middle of the night when he doesn't answer.

nobody warns you about how it's going to feel when he tells you he's in love with someone else.

nobody warns you that forever is a lie.

- m.f.
 Mar 2014 Kodis
berry
i want you to imagine standing in the middle of an already collapsing house, and having everything suddenly flip upside down; or after years of homelessness, picture yourself being told you had somewhere you could stay for good, only to wake up just before being handed the keys. these are some of dangers of making places out of  people.

1. don't ever turn a human being into a home unless you are prepared to be evicted without warning.
2. when you start to notice their arms taking the shape of a roof over your head, you have two choices: run, or wait for it to cave.
3. if they ask you to stay and burn with them, you have the right to say no.
4. it is not your responsibility to save anyone, and it is not your fault when you can't.
5. salvaging the photos from a house fire will only re-break your heart every time you pull them out to look at them.
6. when the basement floods, hold their hand.
7. if you are not a strong swimmer, remember that the difference between love and codependence is that one of then will drown you.
8. love will never drown you.
9. i knew this from the start but let you hold me beneath the waves in spite of it, just so you could stay afloat. i can't do that anymore.
10. i don't think i'll ever set foot on your hardwood floors again, but i'll pray that someone new moves in soon.

- m.f.
 Mar 2014 Kodis
LF
Illuminated
 Mar 2014 Kodis
LF
..And in the dark cathedral you call your soul, your broken pieces have formed the most beautiful stained glass windows, i cant help but want to peer inside ...
you are the king and i am the queen and together,
we practice the art of self destruction

denial is in our blood and fake smiles run red hot through our dna
we are accustomed to hiding the pain until one day we can't anymore
and we should look out for one another but we like to feel broken

you and i are the king and queen of denial
we assume it will all go away and nothing is true
we shield away from the sharp knives that dig their way into our backs
because we can feel the pain but if we don't see it it's not there

the air in our lungs will collapse one day as the heart takes one last palpitation
and we will gaze into each others eyes with death as our stares become empty

you and i are the king and queen of denial,
i dream of being with you and you dream i am not here
and our dreams are slowly becoming realities as we over-analyze it all to ensure
that you are for me and i am over you

but i have mastered the art of reading your eyes and the way you walk
and i know something is wrong deep within
so just remember that i have already fallen enough to learn getting up is not worth it
but you cannot deny your fall any longer
and all your universe has ever known will change and there will be no more denial

i will be here when the king turns into a corpse, giving in because
*he will finally learn how to accept
i over analyze it all and all i want to do is shake whatever it is out of you because i know where you're coming from
 Mar 2014 Kodis
Day
my sun
 Mar 2014 Kodis
Day
I will confide in you as the earth does the sun
trusting every ray incessently
absorbing your warmth into me;
I will need you to grow, my sun
just as you need me to balance you
and my orbit to feed the stars to you and help you grow,
my sun.
I will look up t’wards the heavens and think
not about the raindrops striking my brow nor
celestial bodies that keep our universe whole
but at you, my sun.
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