Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Jul 2020 krm
South by Southwest
I'm finding there is no peace
Nothing more than simple grief
I'm climbing up a rocking wall
Knowing it's a certain fall
I'm scratching a brick wall with fingernails
Digging blacken tunnels down to Hell

So where do I choose to stand ?
On the blood from my evil hands ?
What do I have to say ?
While the truth quietly slips away

Hey ! Hey ! Hey ! Hey !

So before the moments of sun arise
Before I put on the mask of my disguise
Before I set out on my day
I stop for a second so I may pray

Hey ! Hey ! Hey ! Hey !

And in the center of my mind
I'm still hoping I will find
Looking all around I feel
That someday I surely will
 Jul 2020 krm
Anubis
Unrest.

Can I bring him back by helping souls like his?

Can I help from the present?

Can he help from the past?

Who holds the key? He or I?
For Pluto
 Jul 2020 krm
South by Southwest
Have I done Good here on Earth
Or has my life come to worse

Will God reward saying ,"Once again by birth you stood for truth ."


Within the hopes on High that can't unwind
Then the ways of Heart will pass to mind

Will the eyes lie and lead the blind as we stand with transgressions on rewind

Within our time we found our ways
For Time is more than the calendar of our days

When life within reaches the sky
When the light inside is passed on by and by

I believe God is not so far away
If we call with heart he comes to stay
 Jul 2020 krm
Alex
Under the cherry blossom tree
He sits, looking to the sunset.
A life of moon, snow, and dewdrops
Content, his life does melt. So it is...
Death poem
 Jul 2020 krm
sophie
sick;
 Jul 2020 krm
sophie
she has bolts
lining her mouth
so she can't complain
about the taste
of the metal on her tongue,
her hips,
her waist⁠—
her eyes are glossed over
brown and blank
mom says they're beautiful
but they're faker than fake
but still
she'll sit up straight
while her gears
will shift around
they'll pierce the inside of her head
like all the bullets in her brain
maybe that's why she's so sick
maybe that's why she's so sick

;
 Jun 2020 krm
Joseph Rice
Truth
 Jun 2020 krm
Joseph Rice
Don’t look away
When the man weeps
When the woman dies
When the child wails
When the dog whines

Cruelty is the universe moving
Suffering is the feeling of life

Don’t look away
Into the happy times
Into the fearful memory
Into the conceited depression
Into the fake gods

You can’t escape your fate
You won’t evade death.
 Apr 2020 krm
Diana
My mother
Made it harder for me
To find my identity
Because she shamed autonomy
Which is why
I struggled to separate
My opinions and behaviors
I didn’t know
If I liked and disliked things
Because she made me believe in such
Or if it truly was my decision
 Apr 2020 krm
flora
phases
 Apr 2020 krm
flora
way above the clouds,
i watch the moon change phase
floating in the stars,
i’m in a cosmic daze
whispers in my ear,
the planets call my name
so far from it all,
don’t have to feel

lying on the moon,
nowhere else feels right like this
tangled in the sky,
all my sorrows disappear
finally i’m free,
i cry tears of golden light
so far from it all,
don’t even think of you

i’m falling, but i don’t mind falling up here
i’m reaching, but i don’t need catching,
it’s so clear
i’m floating, but never feeling
i’m wondering,
if i’ll every have to leave
this poem is actually the lyrics to a song i wrote

https://open.spotify.com/track/7GZxei1nWTEIHBGNv9k7HP?si=woeywUD5TZCALK2WA_OOkA

thank you so much if you took the time to read this and listen to my song
 Apr 2020 krm
John Destalo
art scars
 Apr 2020 krm
John Destalo
art is
blood

we cut
our
souls

on purpose

sometimes
it trickles

sometimes
it oozes

and

sometimes
it spurts

and always
we create

these scars

we heal
but never

hide
Next page