What was left when that fire was gone?
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And trying to figure out what it’s like moving on
And i don’t even know what kind of things I’ve said
My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead
So, picking up the pieces, now where to begin?
The hardest part of ending Is starting again
11/4/2010 - Video
A poem: Untitled #1
Untitled #1
As my lingering hope fades
the fatigue of absolute despair swells around me.
Each breath drawn causes my body to sink deeper into an abyss of darkness
creating an impossible heaviness in my heart.
Too tired and unable to beat under the pressure,
I am lifeless
dead.
The only emotion that remains is an unyielding pain.
Suffering
I lay limp in my bed
realizing in terror that even at the far corners of this world,
I cannot escape the complete emptiness that consumes my surrendering heart.
My world had always been a viscous cycle of agony,
offering no relief from pain.
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To Miss Becky & Miss Rachel:
So I wanted to fit in with you guys, therefore my first tumblr post is going to be a poem that I wrote tonight lol. I vary rarely write poems, but I hope you girls like it and don’t tell me if it sucks lol =D Both of your poetry is so good!! Also Becky, Its not a rhyming poem lol!!
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By KLR
A tear drop
about to cross the picket line of my eyes.
It all started here, with the sight of him,
the sight of you.
A final swell and then I wave my white flag,
barging through like a recess stampede.
Just a sign of a weakness,
Can’t you see you are my weakness?
Trickling down, crawling slowly
I too am Infant-like, helpless when you’re gone.
My face is this tear’s personal playground
toying at the top of my cheek bone.
This is the place where your lips first touched me
sliding past where I first heard you say that you loved me.
Picking up speed now
running from a game of tag
its presence is confirmed
by the wet trail that curves under the London bridge of my nose.
I draw in a startled short breath
hoping to smell the comfort of your scent,
but there’s no consolation when you’re not near me.
The droplet is found teeter tottering on the top of my mouth.
I’m already missing the taste of you.
My favorite flavor, your everything I have ever craved and more
Finally like humpty dumpty the tear falls down.
Finding a place on my heart.
The gate keeper
you keep me in this adolescent heaven,
but this time it all ends here, again with the sight of him.
The sight of you
no longer playing hide and seek,
I see your happiness because you found me.
Just a sign of a weakness,
I didn’t know I was your weakness?
Coming closer, moving hesitantly
you too are child-like, unsure with blunted self esteem.
My body is your personal playground.
Toying at the top of my cheek bone,
you trace your finger where your lips first touched me.
I hear you say that you love me.
Picking up speed now,
red rover, your body crashes into me.
Your presence is confirmed
by your Eskimo kiss.
I draw in a startled short breath
and smell the comfort of your scent.
Everything is better when your near me.
Our mouths fit like matching puzzle pieces,
our tongues Indian wrestle, and I can taste you.
My favorite flavor, your everything I have ever craved and more.
Finally like ashes, ashes you fall down
kissing the tear that resides on my chest.
Finding a place in my heart.
