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Kayden Fittini Apr 2015
some of us live for our families
others live to be above their enemies,
freedom means we are kept to make our own decisions
the battle to live is still in question,
so i ask, what do we live for?

Could it be because we'd rather appreciate our god given rights
or to try to survive each and everyday and win fights
smile while you can, and push through today,
and worry about the future later
who will come down and take the role as our saviour?
the battle to win is still in question,
so i ask, what do we live for?

Is it the religous beliefs we are taught to abide by
or to keep our children giggling so they forget to cry
either way, the bliss is found amongst the above situation
will we all sustain a level of understanding and compassion
is it in belief or kindess,
we are all here for each other to eliminate loneliness
so the battle to win is still in question,
so i ask, what do we live for?

It might take a century for us to pick up the sword
its not something that needs to be kept on a score board,
is it the pain we all surcome to
i'm thinking its the mistakes we dont learn from that is true
so could it be that we are all modified to lack and forsee
or are we stored to never recognize that we need to be
i think its us to think and set our minds free
so the final war is still in question,
so i humbly ask, what do we live for?

who and what do we live for? To answer that question, is like looking through an everlasting bottom of a well...
Kayden Fittini Apr 2015
I was lost in the grief
to be struck by the unforgiving belief,
i mask my melancholy in all things bogus
while trying to remain in focus,
the danger of my soul is near
i must not give in to the fear,
it will only linger,
now promises lay hindered
shaping an unwanted denial.

wish the pain would just let me go
the sadness just keeps trying to grow
forsaken to live a path,
one where i'm so lonely.

How does it feel to be far from comfort
endurance falling short so am i done for,
i migrate somewhere to sit and think,
all thats confusing twirls me as i sink
deeper into more sorrow,
will i still be bleeding tomorrow.

I wish the pain would just let me go
the sadness just keeps trying to grow
forsaken to live a path,
one where i'm living so lonely!

The journey is solitarious....
Kayden Fittini Apr 2015
Graceful curve of the flower enriched with mystery
melting away any bubbling misery
walking towards the beauty.

(I'm looking to pull this special flower today.)

Wait shall I praise the wonderous bloom
with fragrant colors infused within me soon
something to admire on a daily
choosing between multiple types that look equally lovely.

(I just want to love you.)

The vanilla scent which never fades
you rose from a bed of vibrant shades
to hold and caress -
in your walk stems artistic introduction
keep me within your symmetrical seduction

And in your radiance glimmers across the horizon and seas
its in your nature to please while you tease -
but i cant lie, your approach continues with ease.
to compare your style with nature only makes sense.
how lucky can one be to build a connection that's so intense!

*I pluck the fascinating petals of an orchid.
Kayden Fittini Apr 2015
Sometimes dont you feel alone
trapped in a program while living as a drone
systems trying to mark us in stone
just give us all the golden throne.
I hope I'm not all alone.

And now -
let's figure out whats fake or true
let's come together and prove we aren't fools
let's try to heal the affected bones
just show me I'm not all alone
please show me.


The goal is to drink the heavenly water
hell is hot but earth is even hotter
just show me the light -
but now hapiness, is far from sight
are we going backwards, or are we grown
i'm still hoping we're not all alone.

so let's just -
figure out whats fake or true
lets come together and prove we aren't fools
lets try to heal the affected bones
just show me I'm not all alone
come on show me!


I've now stepped into the wrong zone
our knowledge and powers need to be honed
we all hear the countless bad news
love and care will definitely heal our wounds
to throw away the artificial heart and the phone -
or to hold hands through the pain or the unknown.

*So now -
let's just figure out whats fake or true
let's come together and prove we aren't fools
let's try to heal the affected bones
just show me I'm not all alone
just show me!
Kayden Fittini Apr 2015
I thought I was ready -
My heart has left me.
Could it be I see you there?

My eyes deceive me here,
And I never fear the light
Shining bright.

You were so right -

And everytime I feel impaired
I think about all the times that were shared
As I told you twice

Stars have shown that we are ONE -

It is Our Time!
Kayden Fittini Apr 2015
The walls of this room looks filthy -

Desire falls on the lap of thirteen;
While howling travels across the air.

(No arrows are left to spare.)

The war has ended in malice --
and now jurisdiction has sectioned off solace.
A mad man runs havoc on the streets.

(So Let me say.)

How....Did we do this.
Can someone help here.
The pain is so ever near.
So why...Do I
breath here.
The air is thick right here.
Oh...Here.

(Continue the curtain which covers our mistakes.)

Please give us that eternal bliss--
Or allow me to shake it off.
Terrible lies inflict a giant loss.

(So I must repeat to say.)

How....Did we do this.
Can someone help here.
The pain is so ever near.
So why...Do I
breath here.
The air is thick right here.
Oh right here.

Please show some mercy, amongst all the heartache.
Even all the stars ache.
Planets have eroded.
Plants have all of sudden folded.

(Please allow me to say this!)

So how....Did we do this.
Can someone help here.
The pain is so ever near.
So why...Do I
breath here.
The air is thick right here.
Oh right here.

Please have some mercy!
Kayden Fittini Apr 2015
The end has come while the rest wasent found.
Lurking truths have seeped into every sound.
The misery is loud.
Trying to wash the wounds from all my cuts.
It rises from the bottom of my guts.
Why was it not written to remain as love.
Looking for the answers beneath each cup.
Never knowing if it could have been.
This entire saga has been one bad dream.
Now I must keep walking into the abyss.
Will I ever find true bliss.
Missing each and every kiss.
The journey was bumpy to say the least.
The arguments generated an uneasy feast.
Creating constant agony as we never stayed happy.
A lonely path was written for me, this is still ******.
I thought I was in control.
Her words were strong in packs as they whispered to capture.
Did she realise that her weapon created the demolition of chapter.
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