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888 · Jan 14
The Ugly Villain
Kyra Jan 14
When did it start, I wonder.
When did the black form in my stomach, in my soul?
Was I born with hatred in my bones?

Why am I the one unable to sheathe the darkness? They all grip the cool metal, but the knife’s edge was sharper for me.

I slip and fall and cut myself on the pleasurable blade of self-disgust over and over, unable to catch myself I grasp blindly into the darkness, reaching for the familiar shapes I’ve always known.
But they all are finding their own balance, ignorant of how I lost mine.

I hate yellow.
826 · Jan 23
Kyra Jan 23
Perhaps they were right
about cameras
They really do steal our souls
and place them
in pretty little squares.

Maybe that's why
we're all
soulless now.
725 · Nov 2018
Why I Hate the Ocean
Kyra Nov 2018
It hurts to be this empty.

It hurts to long this much.

All I ever needed from you

was a loving touch.

Maybe a smile

a laugh


But I was met with harsh words

and cold blue eyes.

710 · Jun 3
Kyra Jun 3
their whispers
are like
618 · Feb 1
Kyra Feb 1
The Nor'easter in my mind won't settle
The inside of my scalp is wind-burned
Every step is won in a never ending battle
Every breath stolen like a meter of ground

I bury myself a trench
trying to escape the clutches of Zephyrus
All four gods circle around me in a typhoon of noise
Eos's sons, vultures in my head
613 · Dec 2018
The Monster I’ve Become
Kyra Dec 2018
I started writing poetry when I was 14 years old
I didn’t know how to tell my mom I wanted to die

So I wrote it down with colorful words
That I ripped from my veins
And let gush out on to a water stained page.

As I walk in this empty house
I am reminded that I am that same little girl
And the wind that howls outside
Is reminiscent of the devil growling in my mouth.
597 · Oct 2018
Kyra Oct 2018
we are all children of the ocean

she was born from the morning mist

he was from the clear caribbean

i was born from the storming sea

572 · Nov 2018
a kind soul is buried
Kyra Nov 2018
sweet, old friend,

        i worry i can’t save you

what are you trying to destroy?

545 · Apr 20
A meadow
Kyra Apr 20
a bed of sunlight beckons me
you wait there wanting,
an unknown lover craving
everything I cannot give,
Kyra Oct 2018
family should not shame a young girl about her body


family should never shame a child about their body


no one should shame anyone about their body

i ******* disgust myself,

is it because i disgusted you all?

Kyra Sep 20
would you send me butterflies tonight?
because i miss the doves.

there are days i forget your smile
i forget the way you said my name

i wish i hadn't cried the last time i saw you
377 · Apr 7
I am become nothing
Kyra Apr 7
destroyer of myself.
My blood has become purgatory,
my lips a voiceless cry.
Is this hell?
376 · Nov 2018
Kyra Nov 2018
the ringing in my ears

tells me there’s someone out there

calling my name.

i just can’t see them,

or at least

not yet.

331 · Oct 2018
like chaos
Kyra Oct 2018
She was like chaos

a beautiful chaos

that danced in raging fire

   that sang in lightning’s wrath

      that embraced the looming night.

326 · Mar 23
Kyra Mar 23
I have never felt right,
writing this poem.
They keep saying
that I'm "strong".
I don't feel strong.
I feel...

like ripping off my skin
wouldn't be enough
that breaking my hands
couldn't help

I feel lost.
The lion has left me.
322 · Mar 30
Kyra Mar 30
Grip the cord
Pull it taut
Wave at the passerby

They're all looking at you
Pull it taut

Don't forget to **** in
Breathing doesn't matter
Pull it taut
319 · Sep 23
Kyra Sep 23
whispers of fate
drew me across the bloodstained tile
i found her there

i'd searched
and here she was


it was surprising
to not see her face

venus was across the room
getting torn
apart by cracked screens

but veritas,
she died long before

men had dipped their tongues
into her skin

they stole her
and sold it

we all bought
watered down bliss
as our enlightenment
318 · Oct 2018
destroy me
Kyra Oct 2018
She’s the type of *****

That’ll break someone down

Just to see what they become

In the depths of desperation.

311 · Nov 2018
Kyra Nov 2018
It’s so much easier to say                      

                        I’m broken beyond repair

                                 Than to admit I’m able to                    

                                         glue myself back together

301 · Nov 2018
Kyra Nov 2018
Why do I always look down when I walk?

Afraid of looking ahead

Always wanting to turn back

There’s that urge again

to turn around

I’m looking down.

271 · Apr 20
Kyra Apr 20
Roses are red,                                    
                        ­    violets are blue,  
        no one saved me                                              
                                  no one saves you.
250 · Jul 27
lunar lover
Kyra Jul 27
when did i first fall in love with you?

was it under the never ending skies in chicago?
in those cruel winter nights
where only you kept me warm.
or was it amidst the song of crickets and breeze?
in the summers of virginia
where even you would sing along.
Kyra Apr 15
She keeps staring at me
the girl with blue eyes
she keeps asking me
which one of us will die.
230 · Nov 2018
Kyra Nov 2018
I think the ocean was the true lurer to death

And sirens were just the women who followed the oceans song

And embraced Poseidon’s crushing love

218 · Apr 20
Kyra Apr 20
“Hello Love,” I whisper to the moon.
217 · Dec 2018
The Silver Locket Sinks
Kyra Dec 2018
As I watch with bated breath
My absent reflection is more apparent
As the moon shifts and shimmers on the glimmering surface
I search for the soul I lost
In the cold dark sea
That seems to **** out the marrow of my bones
Where is it
203 · Oct 2018
Kyra Oct 2018
When did "I love you" become a threat

And "You're a *****" a love song?

200 · Nov 2018
Moments in the Night pt.1
Kyra Nov 2018
“My dad was a mean drunk.” She whispered, eye set dead on the night sky. “I love him,” she paused, “but he was a mean drunk.”

From the side, he could only glimpse the torment in her eyes as she fought the demons on her mind.

199 · Dec 2018
Kyra Dec 2018
I always tried to be tough
Because you told me to.
will I never be enough?

The world is harsh and cruel
That's what you taught me.
the fear became instinctual

You said it's not okay to cry
You said I had to learn.
so why did you blame me when I wanted to die?
194 · May 28
look at me
Kyra May 28
It's hard
having to explain
at your family's dinner table
why "that's ***" jokes
hurt your feelings.

It's even harder
when your brother says
he doesn't care,
and your mother shushes you
because your grandma's there.
174 · Jun 13
I am not your 'peach'
Kyra Jun 13
we are not shaped like apples or pears
we are not rotten or ripe
we are not fruits to be eaten
forbidden or otherwise

we are not yours
165 · Nov 2018
Toxic Waste
Kyra Nov 2018
There’s a darkness within me

A mass of black and hate

It burdens my mind

It weighs down my arms.

I feel it in my throat

I feel it coat my tongue

It’s grip on my lungs tighten

And my lips twist to harm.

159 · Jun 23
June 21st
156 · Nov 2018
Kyra Nov 2018
it’s back

i thought getting away from them

        would soothe my splintered soul

but that implanted hatred

        wrecks my mind

i disgust myself
156 · Nov 2018
Kyra Nov 2018
There’s something about flowers

That makes me smile

And my heart ache

156 · May 30
a plea
Kyra May 30
rain rain
wash away
all the hate I said today
155 · Feb 2
a darkness
Kyra Feb 2
there are these moments
when I realize something
so horribly sad about myself.
155 · Nov 2018
The Dirt Path
Kyra Nov 2018
I’ve stopped running.

I don’t know if that means I’ve found a reason to stay,

           or that I’ve just given up.

149 · Apr 8
The True Crime
Kyra Apr 8
They knew I'd never forgive
So I was forced to forget
Kyra Apr 1
She strode into hell
and dug her bleeding fingers
into its ash covered soil.
140 · Nov 2018
It's the same black.
Kyra Nov 2018
.As I took that sleeping pill

And laid my head down to rest

Allowing my eyes to drift close

I saw darkness and couldn’t help but think

That it was eating at my mind.

The darkness seemed familiar

The color of black alarming and comforting

And that’s when I realized

It’s the same black of my ink pen

It’s the same black of the screens font

It’s the same black.

Then I thought

Perhaps I’ve been the one

Creating my own darkness

Letting it eat away at my mind

Nurturing it’s growth with my poems.

136 · Mar 30
Or Both?
Kyra Mar 30
When you look at me
my voice runs away
stealing my breath
135 · Oct 2018
XV: The Devil
Kyra Oct 2018
I don’t know how many nights

I’ve spent crying silently.

Not wanting to cry out.

Just hoping her soul

would see the darkness in mine.

And save me.

But all remained quiet.

Perhaps that’s why I went to fire for comfort.
131 · Sep 4
a glitch
Kyra Sep 4
hell is the static
hell is the dizziness
hell is the tightness in my throat

all i remember from faith is the begging
128 · Oct 2018
The books
Kyra Oct 2018
The books have lied.

They have stolen my heart

But left my body.

The books have lied.

They ripped my soul out

And left me to rot.

The books have lied.

126 · Jul 20
Kyra Jul 20
some days it feels as if
the world is molasses around me
125 · Oct 2018
Was this when it started?
Kyra Oct 2018
My mother once said to my sister and me,

with tears in her eyes,

never love a man trying to fix him.

What we kept was

never love a man.
116 · Oct 2018
Kyra Oct 2018
i hate what it’s done to my family

i hate the heat it brings to my stomach

but it makes pretending like i can’t feel

           so much easier

108 · Apr 15
Awoken again...
Kyra Apr 15
in the dead of night
your voice whispers in my ear.

They pretend it never happened
But we both know the truth.

You ripped my soul from me
you stole away my youth.
I hope you're somewhere listening
I hope these words avenge me.
107 · Oct 22
a soft lover
Kyra Oct 22
Sentence after sentence pours into my windstorm
A broken song, littered limbs of poems

I wonder when I’ll finally sleep
Without words floating over my head
A sword’s edge I crave
         Reaching out to slice my palms on
Some sweetness drips from the pain
        A watered down truth
        Veritas in my lips
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