i grabbed the moon
and the stars
started to scream
i almost broke the sky
Why moon why?
Everything I saw
was beautiful
It made me cry
The night I touched the moon
Tag: los angeles
4 years ago
Looking at old pictures
From when
I didn’t know you
I was happy
I was loved and I loved
I didn’t have to ask
I didn’t have to fear
There was no struggle
There was no drama
There was no doubt.
I liked myself
And i was liked by the people around me
I didn’t feel all this bad shit
That came around
When you did.
You make people crazy
And then slip away into the night
You start the fight
And then dip out
Like a snake in the grass
You’re an ass
And that’s the last thing
I have to write about this matter
Cause you don’t really matter
Much
To
Anyone
Especially not much to me.
I just greatly dislike you
And never want to see you again
4:14 am Sunday morning
It’s raining and I’m sitting in my car outside my house.
I am alone
And I feel nothing but cold
When you die
You die alone
And I will not go to your funeral
No one will
I will not visit your grave
I will not cry
For I have no tears
Left
For what
I have already begun to forget
I have no fears
I have already lost everything before
You can’t take away anymore
Only years
Which I will forget as well
I will disappear
Like I never was here
And you will be left with
only a shadow
The memories
A reminder
Of my face
You can never replace
You can never erase
But never have back the same again
For I am not the same
I feel nothing but cold
Boy meets girl from outer space
You….
Make my heart go boom boom boom!!!
I’d rather not
I’d rather not
Be around
People
Who I can’t trust
Cause they can’t trust
And because of that
They act in ways that
can’t be trusted.
This is not the kind of life I want to live
If this is a game for them
I don’t want to play
I’d rather not stay
Around
for the misfire
like a bird on a wire
From some liar
Or three
Just let me be
Free from all this toxicity
Cause that’s not who I am
And I don’t give a damn
If thats the way they wanna be
Just stay the fuck away from me.
A happy poem for you
You are my love
You piss in my garden
And laugh about it
After it’s been done
You will always be the one
For me
You make me haaapppppyyyyyy.
On nights like this
I like to kiss
The sweetness of your smile
Oh please won’t you stay
With my awhile.
You can piss on my strawberries all you want 😉
Love notes & doodles I drew on a wall
I used to make things for the people I loved
Now I rarely do
Nothing inspires me to
These days
I drew silly pictures and
Wrote loving things
On his wall
All the things that were true
Because I wanted to
Only to find it
Painted over
Covered up
Scratched out
Like he did with me
Like he hated to see
Something
I did out of love
Like he hated me
I could never scratch out his name
His notes (he never wrote me)
His time (he rarely gave me)
The gifts (he didn’t make me)
He is not human
Nothing sticks to him
He can take my love
Throw it away
And then begin
Again somewhere else
How can that make me feel good?
To know I was all in
When he was never even close
He’s always been a lifetime away
So far away
Apathy
A night
A fuck
A sore
A bore
It’s hard to ignore
The lack of care
In your stare
Unaffected
Disconnected
It’s the way
People in this town
Seem to be
Now
And this apathy
Is making me
Want to get the fuck out
Of this
And jump into
Something new.
Nothing gets through to you
It’s not all about me
It’s about you too
You live to destroy anything good that I give you
You never look at yourself.
Must be nice living that way
That’s not advanced
That’s pussy-ass shit
If you looked at your behavior even just half the times you’ve made me look at mine then maybe it would work…
But like I said you create problems that aren’t there
And you like to destroy shit that’s actually good.
So I have no more for you.
No more patience
No more understanding
No more chances
No more tolerance for you period
And no more love
I’m done
And you need to stay the fuck away from me. Period
You want to treat me like a bitch then i will be one.
Good riddance you stupid little man.
It’s cold outside
this desire
bottles full of memories
I struggle with the world
without you love
substances find problems
your fear finds misunderstanding
your fear keeps you away
and there’s nothing I can do
to change that
.
time is an island
deserted and alone
afraid to be forgotten
trying to survive
why must the wind
be so harsh?
the fallen
leaves
dance
on.
abandon
walls.
suicide without being able
to die
you take the path
of habit
devils and wolves
hijacked you
and your love
it really doesn’t matter now…
does it?
impossible to
get through
to you.
you got what
you wanted.
me removed.
i give up
and turn away
And stay
That way
On the path that
No longer leads to you.
- kc
2018
thirty eight hours
and useless
her lonely mother
remained silent
resting on the shoulder
of her companion
the great sun and the heavens
now seemed artificial.
do we understand the power
of our instruments?
vanity of the vanities
sometimes tried to stand and walk
like us
a coat of magnetic mindlessness
the man with bad intent
playing us like the smallest violin
this feeling of emptiness
Is more alive than me
illusions all around us.
to soften the blow
between the operator
and the subjects
you found my energy
in the broken pulse of time
I pulsate with the angels
and then laugh at our farewell
I am a memory
you see… that
this
is the end.
-Kyoko Cole
2018
skin loves fever 
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