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In an unjust world,
i stand
In an untrue world,
i breathe
In a desolate world,
i choose to fight
than close my eyes and hope,
for a good night's sleep

-Kaya
Can i ever imagine
a place of peace
a place of peace,
where nobody weeps
and live in fearless streets

Can i ever imagine
a place so silent
a place where, nobody cries
a place without lies
and a place where nobody dies

can i ever imagine
going to bed
with no worries
can i ever imagine
being in constant serenity

-Kaya
Words words words
those meaningless words
said over and over again
still repeats in my head
until this day
the words you carved
in my mind
won't go away
it is so maddening that,
the first thought of a day
is the same old words
that you used to say
those words will stay
until my last day
and the last thing
i'll ever hear
is your voice
in my ear
slowly fading away
-Kaya
Its too late
the only thing
i can depend on now,
is fate
never knew,
all my thoughts
could be erased
like words,
written on a slate
now all the things
that have turned black
are the things i thought
that would be great
all i can do now,
is be still in silence
and wait,
wait for the day
when i say,
that it's not too late

-Kaya
Are we alone
in this universe
or is there someone
or something watching us
while we’re asleep
or are they right in front of us
even at this very moment
What if our eyes just can’t see them
Who are they
and what do they want
Were we created by them
Is what were going through everyday
just a test
Are we insignificant to them
Or do they feel,
the same way we do?

-Kaya
Lie
I did not grow up
I just realized that,
everything you have said to me
everything you have done for me
are just lies
I have come this far,
to just realize,
that everything was a lie

I did not feel the same way
I felt trapped in flesh,
that i don't belong
I did not want to change
but i was forced to
Now, i have become mad
and you don't know why
But, you would if you knew
that i realized,
Everything was a lie

-Kaya
Am i being watched?
Are my thoughts being heard?
Are they laughing with me,
or at me?
Are they after me?
are questions,
i can't get off my mind
sometimes, i wish
i could just disappear
into the air
and be free
from the thing,
that i knew didn't exist
And i tell myself
It's such a bother
being afraid of something
that isn't real,
but then again,
i can't trust anyone
or anything,
including, myself

-Kaya
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