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Kale May 2016
Your body tenses
Someone is behind you
Stalking your every move
You feel squeamish
So you look behind you
Quickly
But there is nothing there.
You sigh knowing
That it was something out of
Your sick twisted fantasy
However your mind races
Because you feel something
brush against your throat
You feel the sticky
Liquid slowly slide
From your neck
As you slowly die
You realize
That it what killed you
Wasn't human
It was your paranoia.
Kale Apr 2016
Mother once told me
Don't waste your tears
On those who don't deserve it
Its now worth
Seeing the wet emotions
Dripping down your face
Because there would be times
Where you really need to cry
And then there would be nothing
Dripping down your face
Kale Apr 2016
I am sitting here wondering
Does he really love me
If true what does he love about me?
I am not beautiful
Or smart
I have no ambition
I am not creative
I am nothing
I have nothing
So what does he love about me?
I can be real with him...
Right?
I don't have to act like someone else...
I don't have to be something else...
Right?
Please someone
Anyone provide me with the answers
To my questions of insecurities
Please help me rid this doubt
So that I don't destroy something that is good.
Kale Apr 2016
Isn't it strange
That men women and child
Are being prosecuted
Because of their beliefs
Because of their color
Because of their gender
Because of their class.

Isn't it strange that
Now-a-days it is cool to be stupid
But stupid to be smart
It is cool to bully
The weak
And praise the unworthy.

Isn't it strange
That we disrespect
Those who raised us
Because we see it happening
On TV.

Isn't it strange
That we would spend
Thousands of dollars
For the latest item on the market
But can't afford to help
the less fortunate.

Isn't it strange
That my voice will become
Unheard
Rejected
Scorned
Because what I say is true
and I stand for what I believe in.
Kale Feb 2016
As a I child
I was ignorant
To the morbid society
That I lived in.
I was ignorant to the
Death that chocked me
Ignorant to the love that
Left me.
But now, I am not a child
I am an adult
Ready to beat the depression
That surrounds me with
A bright smile.
  Feb 2016 Kale
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IT WAS THEN
She realized it then
When her heart hopped
Into her mouth screaming
Out ludicrous love songs
And her stomach started
To spin around like a cyclone
And she had this overwhelming urge to
***** and run
But he was her home
So she collapsed into his arms
And relished the feeling of just him being
There.

IT WAS THEN
She realized that she had
Fallen hopelessly in love
And she remembered that feeling
Seven months later
When she craved it so bad
That she fell to the floor and
Broke like glass
Bits and pieces of herself
Shattering
Everywhere and she had
Lost herself
Truly that time
Feeling like she was grasping at thin air
Or clouds
Trying to get a grip
To stop the falling
But every firm thing
Slipping through her grasp.

IT WAS THEN
She crashed down on the grasslands
Numb.
Her back ached from landing on the
Earth with such force
And her ears rang.
The broken bits had
Come back together
Forcefully, and it hurt to breathe
Because she was used to some places
Being empty
So it felt awkward now that they were full.
She lay there
For a while,
Looking up the sky
Watching him lead another girl up
Abysmally high
Waltzing on clouds
Her laughter innocent and sweet.

IT WAS THEN
She felt the sharp ache in her head.
She knew now.
All ludic childishness
A faint memory
She was back to normal now
Reality.
She wondered what love was
Blindness or foolishness.
She couldn't decide.
She got up
And walked away
Into the sunrise.
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