left like dead

patterns darkly bragging
ink vanishes as the viper gleams
unchained reflections reflect
upon nights lonely kill
grimly, sad and clear
venomous pain sags heavy
down the heart beat and heart broken
unwanted
no love
no time
no effort for the dead

truth lies in blood streams of screams
shadows that flee warmly, crazy
the cold resurrection barks
machine gun round of stammer
gutless gypsies rain down
abandoned love floats helpless
somewhere
nowhere
unwanted
the bewildering black
illuminates dark

 

3 am visit

I love the nights
Where someone
You love
Loves you back
And
Shows you something
You needed to learn
needed to know
needed to remember
About yourself
About life
about love
And it fills that empty space in your heart
That you couldn’t fill on your own
That you almost believed would never be filled
It’s nights like tonight
That make me love more
I am truly grateful for the people who love me and who take the time and the care to show me the loving way.
I learn so much more from living out through the heart
Than living in my head.

saturday morning 8am

a man crying in the alley
saturday morning
no one knew he  was there
but me
i found him
trying to lose myself
down that same alley way
to hide away
from you
and the world
and the knowing
and feeling
of how fucked i am
and how fucked i make everything
i love
i live to lose
nothing else fills
only sorrow and tears flood
the self outside myself folds
the self inside myself fades
as all i love fades too
the emptiness
stay empty
the more you yearn
for the missing
piece
the more nothing will fit
or fill
the hole.
how can you miss something you never really had to begin with?
the weight of nothing
is heavy
the man in the alley is now sobbing
out his heavy heart
as i carry the weight
and wait
for the end to start
and wait
for the sun to spill

leave behind what wants to stay behind
love the ones who love you
let the end start something new

 

pale shelter

inside your song
i can hear you speak
to me
and you say
all of the things
you could
you would
never say to me
otherwise
without something to hide your truth behind
without some way to mask what you really feel
the only truth i get from you is presented as a lie
hidden
inside behind between
and in plain sight
in between words
or are creeping inside a melody
it is there
i can feel it
i can hear it
i can taste it
i can see it
it says more
than you know
under a soft voice –
how you feel
and think
SCREAMS AT ME
and
makes me
feel
unwanted uncomfortable
and unsure if you even like me at all

we all hide behind something some time
we all are hidden sometimes
but if you’re hiding
something you dislike in me
enough to show me passive agressively
then i take it
like it is
which is that you don’t want me to stick around

i can’t keep loving
someone who isn’t truly loving back

show what you mean and mean what you show
more than or equal to what you say

if i only could make a deal with god

Sometimes stupid
Maybe less
Maybe more
Than you
Or you
Or any of you’s
who is
out there
Who’s
To say???
You got it made???
— Got it all worked out???
UP there stuck
in your head ok?
But then someday
you find that it’s not
What you FIRST thought
Only then you find yourself to stand
Where I stand now
and It’s then some how
you’re change of place
changes the view you face
And your sight you see
To understand me
What I tried to show
From my side now
You did not want to know

And I will go
On
And I will be
Somewhere Beyond the ocean
Somewhere Beyond the sea
Somewhere Beside
someone who
Is right there beside me
but over there now
Patiently waiting for me

For I know in my heart
That amazing things begin to start
As the old fades and falls apart
and greatness comes in …if you allow it to

 

Adams for peace

“If you’re frightened of dyin and you’re holding on…Youll see devils tearing your life away.But…if youve made your peace,Then the devila are really angelsFreeing you from the earth…..from the earth….from the earth”

Tonight’s show was beautiful
But it made me realize
This whole thing isn’t for me.
I don’t belong here

 

don’t think twice it’s all right

i want things
now
that maybe is too much
too soon
too different than what you want
maybe not what you want at all
and tonight
i can feel it
let go
i’m not super sad
i’m not super happy
disappointment comes in like the morning sun
harsh and bright
but a dose of reality is something i need
to keep me from getting too lost
in something that doesn’t welcome it
or want to get lost in me
i’m content
in letting it let go
and i have to be okay
with what is
and what is not
what comes and
and what leaves
it’s never really goodbye
but it is
a step back
and step away
a step out
and a step in the right direction
towards something that needs me just as much as i need it
whatever it is
i never doubted you
just so you know
but maybe i doubted
things within myself
much greater than just being great all the time
but i never doubted you at all
or what i felt about you
we just want different things
and that’s okay
i will find my way

we accept the love with think we deserve

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Tonight

I wanted it
More
Than
Anything
Else
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things we choose to hide

Static
Words
We let
Get
In
Between
The love
And our own self
When the truth
Hides
Behind
Beliefs in ways
That lead us even further
From where
We want to be
The loneliness of this
is killing me
I can’t say
to you
how I feel
Without it becoming
Something you can steal
Away
too real
For you
For me
For most
We are static
We are the thing
That keeps us
From us
From the love
We need more

-kyoko cole 2013

 

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take your dirty hands off my mirror

sun shines

summer comes

again

it’s been 3 years

and i don’t feel a thing

like i should

like i could

take that thought

out of mind

and then we will all be fine

some day

some day

they say

after this

we will be fine

again

when we return

the sun sets

and day is done

like the body

of everyone

like the sun

will someday die

but you and i

and the moon

are never alone

are forever alive

going home

going home

we will know

when we get home

 

 

-Kyoko Cole 2013

don't steal my drink

 

Sepia-Tone Dusk in an Angels Garden On a Day Like Today

The soft moss swimming;
It is the dying spirit.
Desiring, I hide.

Pink shore, serene breeze.
The flat, upright sparkle shines.
Lost moon, velvet spirit.

Walk, swim. With blunt leaves
Wither, decline. With sharp flames
Write, fade: fluttering.
Purple, tender, falling,
Your eyes sits. A mermaid arises,
Declining, shining, I fall

deep within and go far away…

-kyoko cole 2013

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-kyoko cole 2013

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