Moonchild

Because I am just a moon And among you, Are many stars Shinning far brighter than I ever could In the midst of the brightest one I fall And stay away Until she leaves again Then I creep up with Rest… She even shines her light on me. What I did I do to deserveContinue reading “Moonchild”

– Mirror Conversation 

   You’re the real meaning of staying but leaving. A cross between a hurricane and tremor infused in water. But you’re not a disaster, And you don’t cause one, But somehow those around your feel the aftermath of your presence, And It’s not as pretty as you look. You wonder why people who love you,Continue reading “– Mirror Conversation “

Throwback 

    I came across this piece just now and I was completely unaware that I wrote it, until I was half way through.  In those seconds, it dawned on me how unbelievablely easy it was for me to write about topics I had absolutely no idea of. Now, that I’m learning to be aware ofContinue reading “Throwback “

A Mile; In Suicidal Shoes

you’re not a bad person for the way you kill your sadness… Each pill dissolving on your tongue, the way you wished your pain would. But pain is not like people, you can’t just talk it away, And people aren’t simple, you cannot force them to stay. 99 pills at once, Like problems shoved down yourContinue reading “A Mile; In Suicidal Shoes”

Stranger

I don’t know why I’m writing this, But it kinda feels good… I know you’re somewhere out there  Probably reading this… I’m assuming you’re a Stranger  Who probably knows nothing about me Because for long, those closest to me didnt even know I write poetry.  So any judgments you make of me Will be basedContinue reading “Stranger”

Pain demands to be felt…

There is nothing worse than being surrounded by people and still feeling extremely lonely. Because nobody hears your demons when they slowly plow at your soul. Everyone is caught up in their own lives, feeding the monster that have engulfed their soul. I’ve been lingering around the city with unmet emotions for the longest time.Continue reading “Pain demands to be felt…”

Is This Really The End? (part 6)

Originally posted on LaurakinsTrain:
You beg and plead. I even have you on your knees But that won’t change my mind. She needs to know EVERYTHING!! You get angry. A volcano of emotions explode all over your body. Trying to scare me with your Hulk like anger. Baby you wouldn’t even harm a fly. What…

F 4 u – fela ella

I just wanted you that one time. That that one stroke That one night. That last kiss, that last cuddle.  You’re trying to talk about how much you want me forever but my eyes roll and I scream for you to touch me there.. I know I won’t want you later or care for yourContinue reading “F 4 u – fela ella”

Over the years

For me, it doesn’t make sense to still entertain the same bullshit from boys, I once did, when my chest was freshly stung by bees. I have learned that, the holding of a hand means nothing but two different fingerprints in really close proximity.  I no longer fall for boys who selectively listen to the words that escape my mouthContinue reading “Over the years”

This Is Just a List

I) The amount of words it took for me to fall in love. II) These are the times I gave you my heart as a second chance to make sure you break it right. III) Three words I grew so fond of, being that I had never heard them before. IV) This is what yourContinue reading “This Is Just a List”

Troubled boy…

Nobody wants a troubled boy, I learned to leave alone the troubled boy. I spent the longest time trying to figure him out, Even wrote a poem, in hopes of decoding his life. I get that he was a troubled boy with a heart that needed healing, He thought he get rid of it throughContinue reading “Troubled boy…”

Daddy’s little girl. . .

I need you now more than ever. I’m wondering why you don’t check on me constantly or at least check how I’m living. Teach me what it is to be a man, so that I could easily sass out all the counterfeits.   I’m doing it by myself, and I’m struggling.  How many tears and heartContinue reading “Daddy’s little girl. . .”

Did you even like me…

Sometimes i wish what never killed me actually did… like my lips, i wonder how you never managed to taste insecurities and words i never let slipped out when we kissed. Remember when i told you, you gave me butterflies? What i had meant was the butterflies in my stomach are more like cocoons andContinue reading “Did you even like me…”