Broken window screen
The kind of blinds I hate
But the cool cold 6 am air
Comes in
Makes my skin tingle
Makes my flesh jump
Excites the parts of my body that
Excite my everything
Makes me want to feel
Again

Broken window screen
The kind of blinds I hate
But the cool cold 6 am air
Comes in
Makes my skin tingle
Makes my flesh jump
Excites the parts of my body that
Excite my everything
Makes me want to feel
Again

You fucked up royally this time
There won’t be a next
Abuser
Loser
You are those things by the way you choose to behave
Cause you are aware
But right now
You really don’t care
How to treat others
Cause you’re so consumed with treating yourself
To everyone and everything you please
Remember this
There’s no reason for me to give you
Any good that you will want again
After the way you treated me
The way you treat her behind her back
You lack
Morals
And any sense of how to be good
And someday
It will be time for you to repay
You’ll get yours
even worse
Than you could ever imagine
And I hope it hurts you deeply
Cause it’s the only way
You’ll ever learn…
How it feels
When someone does what you do
Right back at you
Remember today
And you’ll know why
You deserve to hurt and have no one there
Soon you won’t be able to escape yourself and your shit anymore
The loneliness
You can’t escape
It’s there with our without you
It’s there in a crowded room
It’s there on a deserted street
I used to enjoy being alone
Cause I wasn’t lonely
Now I don’t enjoy much of anything
Everything reminds me of something that is no more
Dead flowers of yesterday
Fill my days
And haunt my nights


Just let go
Of everything
You ever had
You ever loved
You ever were
You ever knew
And turn
Into something
Or someone new
Cause whatever was
Doesn’t matter
And whatever is will soon be gone
It’s time to just move on
You’ll be fine without them
And they will be even more fine without you
Let it all go
Go somewhere else
And go start a new
You are so much more
Than any name or label
Or whatever is not really anything at all
Has made you believe you are
-kc

You were great
I’ll miss you
We will all miss you
Forever…


What happened between us
Was the best thing
For me
Right now
Tu n'es pas bon pour moi





Nothing
Even though the unhealthy partv if me wants to try
I see no reason to. 
Busted pieces
Faulty parts
Dead eyes
Cold hearts
There’s no use in trying
To save what’s sunk
There’s no use in holding
On to what’s junk
The city of stars
Is under a starless sky
The city of sunshine
Is where light comes to die
It’s a fraud
It’s a fake
It’s the kind of city that will make
And break
You into the worst
But first
It will take
You
And
It will blind you
With the illusion
And then fill you up with confusion
Until you
are no longer you anymore
Love means nothing Here
It’s just a word people throw around and use
and abuse.
There’s no use in trying
There is no use in trying
-Kyoko Cole 2017
I want you to LOVE me as my broken self
Just like you want others to do for you
But it ain’t easy
And it ain’t gonna ever happen
With someone who just gives up
I need strength when I ain’t strong
I am strength when others are weak
But right now
I seek
To change
To find
Gotta break the bond
And not my heart
I wish there was some way to go back to the start
But I know
Better
And you wanted me to go
Loves shadow hangs low
Loves broken me in two
Million pieces
And at moments
I feel like I can’t go on
But it’s alright
I’ll be alright
Even if I’m all wrong
I’ll sing my song
And mourn the loss of you
No closed doors
All were left wide open
And the empty hallways
Left my empty too
And at this moment I feel like I can’t go on
But it’s alright
I’ll be alright
Even if I’m all wrong
I’ll sing this song
For it’s my way to say goodbye to you
-kyoko Cole 2017
I used to try
But now I see
That it ain’t me
That’s the problem
And you can believe
Whatever you make up in your head
But I see
What’s actually reality
And you just don’t.
Everything you do is like toxic glue
It’s easy to stick to you
I thought you loved me too
But now I see that you don’t love me at all
Emotional abuser
Manipulator user
Narcissistic paranoid accuser
A liar
A blamer
A child
A shamer
Just a loser
Who’s gonna lose in the end
Cause you can’t grow
If you think you know
It all
But clearly you know nothing
But a bunch of bullshit
You’ve Brainwashed yourself to believe
Where is your heart?
You have no heart
No love
No care
You’re a little angry man
Unaware
Of what really matters
Unable to ever change
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