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kbww Jan 2019
Overthinking again
I can’t get this pen to write light
So nightlights line the walls
And the halls are the only
Brightness in my life
I wish you could see
That the flurry of words
Assembling into meaning
Are the front line soldiers
For me to take aim
Trigger finger to thoughts
That plague my brain
******* to those
Who show disdain
I don’t complain
Phrases are no plea
Humble not sufficient
To define how it feels
To know who I am
Never fear to be real

~kb
kbww Jan 2019
I can’t speak anymore
my vocal chords are
tainted painted red
from rapid screams
into the pillows
pressed with tears and smeared mascara
an era I need desperately to end to mend become a version of sane again
it’s insane when these cycles
continue to haunt me
a gauntlet to the faces of
happy peaceful and pure
just continuing to break me down even more people going about their day
and I wonder if they
ever feel this way
if they’ve ever felt despair deep in their gut or if they’ve ever wanted their eyes
permanently shut
or if they ever even look at me
the mute headed for entropy

~kb
kbww Jan 2019
Heavy in argument
Opposing sides
And both are right
Right?
Because now it’s not ok
to have an opinion
Because now the term fact
has a new definition
Because now being smart
is condescending
Because now being offended
is some violent offense
On the fence about how all of this will go
Truth is no one really wants to know
We just keep taking our pain out on each other
Hate will continue to prey under this
clouded cover
This fog not lifting should make you shudder

~kb
kbww Jan 2019
I am my home
There can’t be any other
Can’t occupy another
Distinct chromosomes

This home is not my own
It holds far too much clutter
And the walls start to mutter
Mostly when I’m alone

This home is all I’ve got
So I learn which pipes leak
Pull out all the weeds
Recall everything I’ve been taught

My home is now my love
Shower it with health
Happiness becomes wealth
And my home fits like a glove

~kb
kbww Jan 2019
Choice in trepidation
With every palpation
your chest grows close enough
to feel my rhythm
And I’m smitten yet cynical
Brain stutters on whether or not
to accept this kiss
I’ve felt this bliss before
And I’m scared
Terrified to admit my heart
is feeling more
than I’d like it to
This back and forth game
plays in my brain
and my body simply
responds
Flush filling face
Warm lips embrace
And I wish I could just
press pause
I don’t want to see how this
plays out for me
I just want to stay
right here in this purity
Nothing in the future
Nothing in the past
Don’t make this a memory
Make it last

~kb
kbww Jan 2019
She’ll touch places
you didn’t think could be found
in spaces you promised
no one was allowed
and you’ll carry her with you
without even knowing
what makes a shine to her skin
like she shines from within
and spreads a glow throughout
each room she graces
leaves light on faces
makes a home look richer
The best woman to love
is one made out of glitter

~kb
kbww Jan 2019
A lab coat and a perfect life
With a perfect job
Compounding toxic chemicals
to solve a problem your gloved hands
know nothing about
Dissecting my brain
when you don’t even know my name
And I’m supposed to believe
you truly care about me
as you compact and ship these pills
to a stale pharmacy
Rattling bottles on
a cold drive home
I swallow this world you’ve created
Now I get to wait and see
what this does to me
Can it relieve this pain
or does it make it worse
You don’t care you collected
Get stalled at an intersection
Watch my hearse drive on by
with no clue you’re one
of the reasons I’m gone
Stay strong
there’s many more hearses to see
Keep making your medicine
and join the long line of the guilty

~kb
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