put it down –

stop the cycle spin
out
of
control
– i can end this right now
by ending any future pass
down of shit
that my crazy breeds
everyone in my family just keeps it going
like they have to pass on
something fucked just to make them feel less fucked
but i see that
maybe there is no way out
for me but
to do this world and the people a favor
and just kill it
so it doesn’t spread into
any more hearts
my heart is sick
put me out of my misery
and be done…

i’m happy
with the idea
of leaving it all
when it gets like this
and i feel like this
and i’m alone
i’m happy with being alone
and gone

i love a lot of things in the world
there’s so much beauty
but i am not one of those things
and every time my efforts and love
don’t seem to do much
but abandon me
at the worst times

when i need love more

i just see that
this world
was not meant for
someone like me

put it down for good…
good night
until the next time
we meet again

-k

And I love her

Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love

coagulation

blackdalhia

on my tongue 
driven
dead leaves fall on blood stained face
streets full of rain
tiny fractures
stained table cloth fingers
standing still

she hears each of his lies
she listens for his breathing
hark, the call of birds
his false shadow, painted skin
a child cries 

coagulation 
she stands on the edge of space
waiting/ ready to evaporate
the dead and green leaves clutter
the bubble cloud of air and water
mixed
continues for love
long lost dreams gone whispers fade
spiders spin webs lost highway
in our hearts trouble
drunken thoughts today
complicated on stained sheets

in his eyes her eyes
glowing moon
witness the lack now in bloom
thick in fog of heaven and hell
specks of love gather in a stream

life scratched from rust
each is made of dust 

lost in silence
whispers fade

 

don't steal my drink

Whiskey midnight mayhem blues

Scorpion sting
Aborted fetus
Creation of two
Left for only one
Left for the dead
The constant playback
in my head
Of the last words ever said

A belly full of lies
a heart less and less  of you
spitting  words
lies spoken
you can feel  the real of fake
you try to make off
try to pass off as truth
but everything fake
makes my insides
Shake shake shake

so fake it and take it
Down down down
way down
Far from you
Far from me

through a cracked mirror
images of distortion
what do you see?

through the eyes bleeding
or the eyes burning
the eyes of perception are misleading
with false beliefs and ideals
but somewhere
the truth is always there
always moving
always turning
always living

always giving it away

the truth speaks louder
than all the bullshit you say

whatever gets me through the night

I write this from a bar
Waiting
For an old “friend”
To meet me
Darkness surrounds
Encompasses
Fills
Expands
Around and in
Me
That’s the beauty
Of
Dark places
You can hide
And find
Others
That are
So transparent
That they
Hide too

As for me
I don’t want to hide
Forever
It’s the dark and light
It’s the night and day
It’s the two sides of the fold
That make life
Worth living
And worth giving a shit about
And that
Makes me love
All of it
So
Very
Much
More.

🙂

Your kind of lovin’ drives a man insane So look for me a walkin’ just any ol’ way Have love, whoa Babe will travel Have love, yea Baby will travel If you need lovin’ Then yeah, yeah, Ill travel

it’s true

Everybody needs somebody to love them no matter what.

fs-94

Tonight

I wanted it
More
Than
Anything
Else
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Things that happen in the night

Go Far
From
This
There is nothing
That you
Or I
Or anyone
Could say
When I hold things together
Then you are
But if I fall apart
For even a second
Then everything
Does
And
It’s hard sometimes
To be the one
To always
Not
Fall
Apart
Sometimes
I
Want to
Fall
Apart and
Have someone
Be there
To
Put me back
Together
But
I guess that’s
Just
The nature
Of the role
And my place
In life
And my purpose
But
Sometimes
I need
What I need
And I need
What I give
Like tonight
I need
It more than
I think
You will ever
Ever
Ever
Fucking know
 
 
 

waiting for the plumber to fix what’s leaking

i write this
from a place
of sadness
but i mourn 
and move on
looking back is just a reminder
of something that 
just didn’t 
care enough about me

this is exactly
how
the things that i think are good
turn out

and this whole stupid thing
is not for me

 

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