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Kelly Jun 2023
sense is nonsensical
the way i stretch my fabric legs across concrete
                                         man made
synthetic                and                        septic

the trees blow in the breeze
                      beyond me
there's no pattern to the sway
though it makes sense
                                               in a way

sense is nonsensical
and i wish i could release the weight of my brain
drift into the wind with the tree's sway
if i'm lucky,

                         forget my own name
nothing makes sense anymore, it makes sense
Kelly Jun 2023
I find it exhausting to slow the mind
I find it exhausting to keep up
Kelly Jun 2023
i'm not sure i'm ready to give up coffee yet

i like the sharp bitterness
the warmth in the morning
the gentle buzz of energy
the soft reminder that I am capable and eager

i'm not sure why i want to give it up

maybe it's the piercing dependency
the exhaustion of its lacking
the subtle refill in the mid day
even if it drives me too madness

maybe its the same things that destroyed me
about you.
something or nothing
Kelly Jun 2023
the fierce fervor to create
                                                     push out
take up space

without masochism kissing my neck
or inadequacy at the small of my back

the ball and chain of self hate

I've kissed all of them goodbye,
with tongue.
Kelly Jun 2023
it’s that time of year again..
The weather is turning

And I’m starting to miss you
i miss the one I fell in love with
Kelly Apr 2023
if it were up to me,
nobody would know that I'd ever loved you

and sure as hell
nobody would ever know that I still do
you don't even think about me. I think about you every day.
Kelly Feb 2023
i put more ink on my skin

since i stopped using blades
healhealhealheal
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