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Kimberly Oct 2018
Isn’t it a wonder
How sometimes the sky
Looks like the sea
The slow drifting of the clouds
Like gentle waves
Where ships pass through
Traversing jets and airplanes
Across the deep, deep blue
It’s such a wonder
How we have gossamer wings
Beautiful things
To look up and down to
And yet
The color of sadness
Is only the kind of blue
We ever train ourselves to see.
When sadness is a constant thing, learning to skirt around it, to live around it, is half the battle.
Kimberly Oct 2018
For a Millenia
I’ve walked this barren land
Unbeknownst to others of my kind
A wandering mist
I gazed upon everything
While everyone else is blind
Spools of thread barred their sights
Perhaps the same spools I have yet to find
Cursed, wide awake
While others slumbered
Alone I roamed
As eternity stretched
And stretched
Until I saw another pair of eyes
You were as awake as I was
The anguish, mirroring my own, halted
For the first time we stared
As we have never stared before
For the first time we saw
How eyes are like pools
How eyes are like souls
Even though it was terrifying
To be truly seen
How glad I was
To drown in them
Kimberly Oct 2018
Like second skin
You smelled forever like jasmine
Your embrace was laced
With crushed petals
And honeysuckle dreams
Breathing in strawberries
Wrapped with raspberries
Hinted hazy afternoon memories
With a single spritz of freesia
Shafts of sunlight streamed
Replacing the darkness
Behind my eyelids
The memory of a feeling
Intoxicating
Sharpening
With every breathing
Assaulted with rose dust
My chest I clutched
Your every scent
I wish I could bottle up
My mom’s perfume is safety.
Kimberly Sep 2018
I wish I could reach into your chest
And claw your heart out
I wish I could bleed you dry of tears
I took three days to run out

I wish I was as cruel as you when your smile
Became the reason for mine
I wish for a second, for a while
You weren’t stuck in my mind

I wish when I plunged the knife in
With words to sever everything we were
With the goal to hurt, to make you feel
That I wasn’t the one to shatter

I wish when you begged for me to stay
That I was the only one
I wish you weren’t finally honest when I asked
If there was another woman

I wish, I wish
You were hurt the way I was
But **** I couldn’t ever wish that
When your hurt was my pain, you trash
To all you cheating *******. I apologize for the cursing. This is rare for me but the words flowed so easily.
Kimberly Sep 2018
Sometimes my unshed tears form an ocean
                Trapped inside my chest
Drowning with dry eyes
                 I slowly sunk
When breathing is navigating
The stormy seven seas
                Cry to clear the storm
                Weep to better breathe
If it helps
                Weep and weep
Crying is good for your body.
Kimberly Sep 2018
Perhaps I’ll never love
The way I read books
That all consuming
Maddening
“You are my life now”
Kind of true love

Maybe I’ll never fall
The way I listen to music
The way you become
So lost in a song
You feel what you hear
You believe without seeing

Sometimes it’s a steady ticking
Constantly worrying
Never actually caring
“You’re young you’ll find someone”
Plus every other versions of this saying

Other times it’s a storm
This tsunami of doubt washing out
Every last bit of hope
Like water, instead of making it float
It’s sinking the boat
If you’re never really lucky generally
When it comes to love
Why the flippity flop would you be?
Why does true love feel like it’s only for people who are extremely lucky?
Kimberly Sep 2018
She gave off a blinding light
He stood amazed by her sight
As the dark swallowed the night
To him she shone, ‘twas a fright

With her brilliance she walked free
As though not hearing him plea
To him her gaze rest and see
Heartache, if she let him be

Though he hasn’t got a clue
What she thinks out of the blue
The spark igniting her true
Was him, though he never knew
Could-have-beens or sucker punches, same difference.
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