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Kyle Kind Jul 2013
I'm sick and tired of being locked away.
Like the bad grade you can't show your parents.
Or that piece of art you hate.
I'm nothing but a secret shoved away in the back of your closet,
Slowly rotting away.
I'm sick and tired of being left in the dark
Like you're afraid to admit to everything
And speak aloud to everyone.
I'm sick of it all.
Are you ashamed? Is that it?
Do you wish that I was someone else?
Are you afraid? Is that it?!
Just admit to it and I swear everything will be okay!
I don't want to be another skeleton locked away,
Another secret that won't ever see the light of day.
Let me out!
Let me breathe!
Let me speak what I want to speak!
Set me free...
Kyle Kind Jul 2013
Whether it's the nicotine to cure the itch,
The scars on your wrist that hurt like a *****,
The food that has lost its taste long ago,
Or the love for someone that you cannot show.
"I swear to god this is my last cigarette,
Oh these scars are just from my friends cat.
I'm not over eating, I'm just really hungry you see.
We're just friends, but I'm in love, cant you see?"
Yet you buy another pack,
You mark your skin again,
You eat until you're about to burst,
You cry yourself to sleep because the love just ******* hurts.
Addiction is a demon much fouler than sin.
One who whispers sweetly, yet you must never give in.
You can fight the battle, you can win the war,
You can take an eye for an eye and settle the score.
Put down the cigarette, throw away the blade,
Ease up on the food, the love you can save.
There will come brighter days where the fighting will cease.
And finally, my friend, your life will be at peace.
Kyle Kind Jun 2013
I just want to be the one.
The one who makes your heart quake,
That makes your hands tremble and shake.
The one who makes you laugh,
Who makes you cry,
The one who will hold you close and make things right.
Even when you say that you want to die.
I understand I may never be the one.
But I will keep fighting on;
Until the day finally comes
Where I can take you in my arms,
Under the moonlight, shining so bright.
I just want things to be right.

I would give everything
Just to see your smile,
Just to see the love in your eyes.
And to know that I am the reason behind it.
Kyle Kind Jun 2013
Hello, it's nice to meet you.
My name is... Oh. I'm afraid I can't remember it right now.
What was I saying though?
Oh yes; My wife, my Sun, my Moon. The light in my dark.
I wonder where she has gone.
I can't remember the last time I saw her.
Or talked to her, or saw her.
What was her name? Who? My wife?
I'm sorry, I'm afraid I never married.
It's alright though. I don't mind the loneliness.
At least I have my wife to keep me company.
I...I...
Who the devil are you?
Where am I?!
Why has everything gone dark now?
Wife! Wife... Oh blast, what was her name again?
I'm terribly sorry, I just... Miss the light in my dark.
I think I'll lie down now.

Hello, are you still there?
I remember everything again.
And I can see her. My light. She's getting closer.
My love, envelop me in your embrace.
Thank you for listening.
Goodbye and goodnight.
A narrative free-verse about a person suffering from dementia.
Kyle Kind Jun 2013
Left alone for far too long,
The machines will take their rise.
Rhythmic steps marching along.
The fire will dance across the skies.
Planes will fall, missiles will fly,
This all seems like a dream.
Nobody is safe, you cannot hide,
In a world run by machines.
Just something fun. A friend told me to write a poem about computers taking over the world.
Kyle Kind Jun 2013
The scent of your sin still lingers in the air.
Clouding my thoughts like smoke from the flames.
The flames of the passion that we once shared.
Now all is left are the embers of despair.
Now here I hang my head in shame.
"Was it something I said? Am I to blame?"
I refuse to continue being a pawn in your childish game.
I'll burn all memories of you and extinguish the flames.
And let you drift away like the smoke in the air.
Kyle Kind Apr 2012
RELOAD

Drop everything and stop.
Let your fears fade away.
Step outside and feel the light of day.
Put a new mindset in the chamber.
Hold that imaginary gun to your temple.
Pull that trigger and blow your brains into the bay and...

RESET

Now that everything is black
and your old self is dead and gone.
Take that brief moment before everything comes roaring back,
like a freight train on the loose,
to think about it all.
Where are you going from here?
What are you going to do different?
You've been given a new chance on life.
Make it count...

REBIRTH

Rise from the ashes you Phoenix!
Soar above the clouds.
Let others stare in awe
at the new improved you.
Your private suicide
has brought you peace.
Serenity.
Happiness.
Don't **** up this time.
But if you do, and you go crawling back into the depths of despair.
Just follow these three simple words.
Say it with me now.

.RELOAD.
.RESET.
.REBIRTH.
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