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Olivia Kent Feb 2016
A dreadful crossroads.
The devil awaits.
Catching me out for too many mistakes.

Somewhere there's an angel.
She's watching me.
A hell's angel perhaps and she's peeping you see.

Backed into a corner behind the gate.
Work is appalling.
Not feeling so great.
A brain full of stress.
I'm going to explode.
For I am unable to shift this burden,
This terrible load.

It's weighing on my shoulders.
My neck is truly stiff.
Writing is my freedom.
My only escape.
Too personal putting it here.
My job is also my ****.
(C) LIVVI
Olivia Kent Feb 2016
Morning sky is filled with spring.
Buzzing like an early bee.
Blossoms are attractive.
Calling them.
A chill within.
A chill without.
I hear in heart,
I hear in ears, the children shout.
The joy of chirping voices.
As they buzz to school.
So noisy they are.
As mummy calls them to the car.
The baby cries.
Into the seat.
Settles down and off to sleep.
Heigh-**, heigh-**,
And it's off to school they go.
(C) LIVVI
Olivia Kent Feb 2016
Torn up photos.
Ripped to shreds.
Baby you went.
You left me for dead.

Standing on the sidewalk.
Swinging your broadsword.
Played darts with cupid's arrows.
Poor shot.

Shots came from bottles.
Cupid missed.
Probably ******.
Usually is.

Dizzy.
Busy.
Drinking.
Coffee.
Thinking.

Shrinking.
A violet not.
Guess I forgot.
So what's love?
(c)LIVVI
Olivia Kent Feb 2016
With lips awaiting sweet kisses.
A card.
A box of chocolate creams.
A head brimming over with valentines dreams.
He cooked for me a perfect meal.
A couple of kisses up to steal.
Coffee steaming in a cup.

While curled up on my lap.
My pup.
An aged pup.
A little demanding at times.
She's really eight.
Cuddling her is utterly great.
She gives me plentiful kisses.
Far too many.
Her breath it smells a bit.
My heart and soul are filled with her.
That's just about the whole of it.
The boyfriend's lovely too.
She has my heart, my soul, my all.
Her name is truly Blue.
(c)LIVVI
Olivia Kent Feb 2016
So you think you can keep me warm?
Keep me safe from harm?
Hold me close on Sunday night?

Wanting you too, it just ain't right.
Catching snowballs in my hands.
Like them baby,
You just melt away.

The sun comes up and down you go.
Down and out.
Off out to play.
Then back again,
Sporting pain.

You smile,
You grin.
Twisted sick sin.
Sickly sweet skin.

Not hungry.
Just keep giving in.
Like sand on the beach.
Far out of reach

Blowing away.
Always play.
You blew.
I knew.
Always just you.

Nothing changes.
Rolling again.
Welcome in lover.
Bringing more pain

So I'm gone.
Pop,
Flash.
A light bulb that's blown

We just grew apart.
Seedlings that were dead from the start.
Bye bye.
Open wings while they can fly.

All I can say is goodbye.
Hey hey,
Valentines day.
(c)LIVVI
Olivia Kent Feb 2016
Find me an onion.
I'm dying to cry.
For life has smacked me between the eyes.
The tears won't come.
They're so very dumb.
They won't listen.
Nor christen my cheeks.
With sparkles of saline.
Been lingering for weeks.
The sadness of tears that just won't flow.
Life is a stressor.
Need to let go.
(c)LIVVI
Olivia Kent Feb 2016
First cometh life.
Then cometh death.
From the dawn of conception.
To the very last breath.
Between is experience.
Carried to ride.
Each day perchance different.
For you to decide.
A plan.
A scheme.
Makes you scream.
Makes you cry.
Wonder why.
As life's river meanders.
You go with the flow.
The purpose of life?
Well, I truly don't know.
Sometimes grateful.
Others hateful.
Sometimes a giggle.
Often stuck in the middle.
Getting a wriggle on.
Not by choice.
Saturday morning.
And I'm losing my voice.
(c)LIVVI
Profound piece written on the way to work x
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