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ky Dec 2016
I walk around
The air as still as can be
Shivers run up and down my spine
The room is like a blank canvas
The only color is the yellow tiles
And the fading white walls


The chair creaks as I sit
The sound bouncing from the walls
My shoulders lean forward
And my eyes close to imagine
This room from when I was a child


The memories start spilling,
They make my heart ache,
My throat close,
And my chest burn.


The floor underneath croaks with each step
And the doors have started slamming with the lightest breeze
The windows can’t hold themselves up anymore
And I realize
The room I grew up in
The room with all my greatest moments
Has become a place that’s no longer recognizable
Only the aroma brings back
A trace of childhood
That’s left in this broken place
I once called home
ky Oct 2016
white flakes of wintery snow
softly peck my face
his fingers caress my shoulders
warmth radiating from his body
making me draw him closer
I look up and gently plant a kiss
lingering for longer than needed
and finally I could fall
ky Oct 2016
the bitter wind tickled my skin
and i hugged my down coat tighter
my nose as red as a cherry and my lips cracked
walking down the snowy road seemed torturous
and there was still a long way to go
each footprint i left were deeper and deeper
the smell of wood burning filled my nose
and the warmth of my house seemed so close
slowly, i walked in the chilly winters' night
ky Oct 2016
the dust danced
in the sun making them look like sparkles
the cloud much more puffy than usual
the sky looks so surreal, it's like a painting
the grass as green as my shirt
so bright and happy
I breath in the spring air
the feeling is so bittersweet
and I close my eyes wanting to stay here forever
ky Oct 2016
her eyes fluttered shut
and her presence was no longer present
her body still there
but her mind afar
her lips slightly parted
her shadow spreading over her, almost like it's protecting her
the lights turn off
and she falls into a deep blissfulness sleep
ky Oct 2016
Walking to the front
My palms sweating
Tingles of nervousness flowing through my body
I open my mouth, my voice shaking
I see my friends smiling at me
But I can’t rid this feeling
Speaking in front of fifteen people
And still i’m nervous
ky Aug 2016
we are born
we grow up
we fall in love
we fall out of love
we break down
we grow old
we've enjoyed the journey
but it's time for us to go
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