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)
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 )
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
Head through a wall
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 timesÂ
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
Something new
I don’t know
What it is
Maybe it’s something I need
But you
Make me
Feel something good
🙂
Look
Note to self:
I know how much love i have
I know how much i tried
Let it go before
I go
Too Away
From myself
I love me
And anyone who makes me feel bad
Or less than
Or not a part of
Doesn’t really have my best interest on mind
Let it out
All the pain and hurt
Get it out
Bleed out out
And then get the Fuck away
Let go
what is not for me
And remember why
I should never look back
Naked by the window
Tongues of flame
Jump cuts
What it is
Before it hits the floor
Body politics
Flesh and stone
Nine lives
Past/imperfect
Magic show
Illumination
Behind the eyes
On the wall
starlight
transactions
Will/power
Border comedy
The big nothing
Monument to now
Echoes
Lines, grid, stains, words
Proof
Fucked up + photocopied
Forty are better than one
Suspended instants
In alphabetical order
Follow me
In and out of place
Lost bodies
Inside out
breaking and entering
Painted light
For the blind man in the dark room looking for the black cat that isn’t there…
Heaven
Remote viewing
Radio memory
Sweet dreams and nightmares
At home/not at home
Live in your head
Private time in a public place
Avalanche
In numbers
Memory under construction
The end of the line
Connected body?
the bodies speak has been known for a long time
Making being here enough
The art of the accident
The lucid evidence
Custom built
Lost futures
Haunted
Ghost stories
Mirror me
Facing the finish
Under the sun
Primal spirit
Timeless eye
Cries and whispers
Vanished paths
Things as they are
This is not it
Touchable sound
on the edge
Beyond desire
Thin skin
steps off the beaten path
Who knows tomorrow
This is tomorrow today
The magic of things
Voice over
Sad songs
Naked city
mad love
Time of change
Eating the universe
space odysseys
Seen, written
The truth in rented rooms
Some detached houses
Overlay
Mirror images
Multiple exposure
The spirit in any condition does not burn
Finish fetish
Dream city
And so on
Out of the red
Record again










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