And it doesn’t really matter anymore

Not really sure how to feel about it
I guess there’s nothing to feel at all now
Except the feeling that comes from
The feelings that have gone
To have something that doesn’t exist anymore
To have someone who doesn’t exist
Any more
Any less
Would be no memory
Of any kind
No thought or memory left behind
Soon
That day will come Soon enough
I don’t care much about the thought
Of it
When the feeling is dead
And the feelings I have Now
Are no longer attached to you
Don’t really care
About everything you said
That I can’t remember
But I remember every love
That made me feel
Loved
And made me feel Something more
And left a mark on my life and ❤
That was not you

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Early Sunday morning 6:28am

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It’s better next to someone else

Sex
Kisses
Beds
Pillows
Rooms
Conversation
Love
Nights
Spent with another
Is so much better
Than any night
I Ever spent with you
Under covers
Under lovers
Under and over
Bodies
limbs
Tangled up
And wrapped up in
Each other
The feel
Of
Electric skin
We begin
As we fall
And as we sleep
Together we keep
Each other Close
Closer than I ever felt with you
Everything is better
Without you making it worse
All you fake
And
All you make up to save face
Doesn’t mean anything
Cause the real problem is you. And you don’t know you
You make the crazy come out of anyone who gets too close.

Love is loving
And life is loving again

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Big men don’t piss on little trees

It wouldn’t be the bottom
Without you
With you means to be without
You wear your mask of merriment
Disguise yourself with booze,
Hard drugs and false good humor
Though your heart feels like a tumor
Reality only appears to recede
Before and after
Therapist
The rapist
Man’s laughter
Manslaughter
Casual ties
Casualties
Nothing left
You practice human relations
Spend full happy hours in empty sensation
Only Drifting around…
If You only feel it –
When your words are slurred
If your only vision-
is a vision blurred
You should find some hope
And get off the dope
I am constructing our love
Out of moments of sanity.
You have No shame
Playing your game
Even if signs of enjoyment are often faked
This scene is a scene
Your belief in salvation
Is the delusion
You can’t lose every battle with yourself
And still win the war
It doesn’t matter
You will wait
For the better day
With a more sober you
to come around
You could wait forever …
(You’ve got drugs)

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The last thing

Before I let you go
I loved you
It made me so happy when you loved me back
And wanted to be with me
And I could feel your love
And it broke my heart
To lose you
This way
It breaks my heart right now
To see
How you are living happy
So quickly moving on
Without me
And the part that kills me
Is how you just ignore me
Like I don’t matter
You were so special to me
And all I ever wanted was your Love and understanding
And to just treat me good
And love me
The way I Love you
It’s the hardest
thing
The worst feeling
I’ve ever felt

And so that is it
I guess I thought I was Someone special to you cause you made me feel it and I loved that so much
It made me love you even more
But now to not have it or see it
Shows me I’m not very special to you at all

It hurts and I need to stop thinking of you as someone special
Now
And move on
So this is the last time I will write about
You
And this the last of you
I will hold on to
Goodbye my love
(Wherever you are )

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You can hold on but I wouldn’t waste your time

I fell with the first leaves of fall.
Broken fragile
Crushed down to less with every step
Of everyone walking over me
No one could see me down there
Still barely alive not living
Turning breaking
disintegrating into dust
I couldn’t see me anymore
I faded into you
Until there was nothing left of myself
That’s when you left me
Down in the darkness alone
In the hole
I helped you crawl out of.
Now you’re on top
And I’m slowly dying
Slowly trying
To see
Or find
My way ( a way… Any way)
OUT
is there any?
I don’t know
Right now
I’m a broken girl
With a Broken heart
Broken by
Loving you

-kyoko cole
November
2014

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Head through a wall


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Rhapsodies in black
reality in the lowest rank
“Just love me” she said
Not
Ever

 

he was a man full of junk
dead love
wasted drunk

 

but the Static
Clinging on
Sticking to
Stuck
yuck
sucks
The living life
Right out of you
Everything happens at once
or happens for a reason
they say
who said what?
who is they? and how would they know me?
Discontents
The contents
Inside
Spilling
Outside
spills over
and 10 times 
Removed
The voice and void
the Twisted twister
Dissonant
And distant
mister
you
mister who?
you i never knew

Building
Walls
Built to last?
more like
Built to destroy

Wedged Between
The good, the bad and the ugly
Misunderstood
Misreadings
everything
I see / you mean
a
Identity crisis

Stamp of impulse
take 3 steps away then
Draw
 it’s gone
Before it hits the floor
Poet assassinated
Strange attractors hover
Hiding in the many
ever more

Cats in bags
Dread
Taming the gremlin
Blurred emotions
 seek out
Mail order monsters
 that arrive at your door

Mouth
it
out
it enters
With/without
an invitation
with / without a sound
the Devil on the stairs
is what you have found
no clear
Points of entry
only old joy
burns
but never
returns
Bad girls and and sick boys
Never odd or even
the dead

never grow old

under a Full moon
it lingers
the sight and sounds
Dead Elvis
Unplugged

the last days
of the ninth life

is it becoming real now?
what is
is now real gone.

 

The forgotten forgets

The bed
Of broken
Sorrows
Sadness
Shadows
Darkness
Borrows…
time used up
time has already gone away
yesterday’s love
was never really meant to stay
yesterday’s love
was love
only to me-
turned something
into nothing
so quickly
I could not see.
All I had left
was just the feel
of you
no longer with me.

if you don’t believe in us

then why should i?

i believe in you

and support so much

and i see the good in us

but i have no room to grow

with the limited amount of space

you allow me to occupy

in your life where you give so many people so much more space

i shrink to my restrictions

you don’t fully give yourself

and it’s making me want to love you

it’s making my love fade and not feel returned or appreciated and nurtured

you don’t have faith

i stop having faith

i wanted to just love you

and jump in

but you hold me back

and keep me down

and there’s no room to grow

with so much of that

and so little of what keeps love alive

allowing it to be as crazy and as passionate and as foolish or smart or whatever it is

without choke hold back

of everything i once felt naturally

you made me think twice about loving you

and just giving you everything so freely

i can’t

i won’t

i want love to

just love

and

be excited

you ruin that

and now i just need to go

where that fire and love and desire and passion

can live

not where it can be put down and

stuck some place behind

all the things that you care more about than me

i will heal and

find that feeling again some day

and this time

everything else

won’t get in the way

or be an excuse to be anything less

than what

gives it

the life and the chance

to really live

like love should

i’m better with people who think a life together is worth taking a chance

than living a life apart just cause of this that and whatever

that is what keeps us apart

not anything else but all the reasons you can’t or won’t give it your all

i am obviously not for you

Yeah :)

Today we fall in love
Cause we can
And we want to
And it is good

There’s nothing about you that’s phoney
Or fake
Or fucked up
Selfish
😉
you know who you are
And stand by it
In a sweet way
☆ and that’s nice to see
I trust you cause you are who you say you are
And you are who I see
And you are always nice to yourself and to me
😉

That’s how trust is built
Thank you for reminding me
Of what is beautiful
And healthy

I can’t even write this

You’re insane
I’m not a liar
You are.
You like to fight
When you know I’m right
And I took to much this time
Cause I  COULDN’T CARE less
Ha dealing with you
Is like dealing with someone who
Couldn’t care less
Who lies just to save his own
Face from himself
Making shit up
I can’t even see straight
You created a problem
So the problem isn’t you
Even though it really is
And if that’s the kind of person you are
Then maybe you should go away
I didn’t lie about anything
You liar
All I’m doing right now is waiting
I’m not waiting on you
Your problem is a lie
That you live inside your head
It’s not real
It’s a name believe friend
You made up to help you deal
Cause you don’t want to see it feel
What’s real
My problem is caring too much

For too long
About someone like you
You don’t play fair
So I can feel myself fade and I don’t care
to work with someone who
Lies but is never there

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