Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

They Told Me

They told me
That over time,
I would feel less
Poisoned by you.
I didn't believe them.

They told me
That time
Would help me heal.
But they couldn't
Tell me
How much.

They told me
To stay.
To wait.
Hang on.
Just breathe.

They told me
I wasn't ruined.
They told me
It wasn't
My fault.

They told me
I deserved
The moon
And at least
Ten thousand stars.

They told me
That the sun
Would shine again.
I didn't believe them.

But they were right.

- kb

Monday, December 5, 2016

I Can See the Sun

I need to believe in better things
All I can see is the ocean inside of me
And I'm drowning
I never meant to need so much
Or be so hard to love
All I've ever wanted is to be whole

Tell me something true
Give me something to hold on to
Because I'm drowning
But I can see the sun
On a good day, I can see the sun

Is silence too much to ask for?
I only hear the ghosts that haunt me
And they're screaming
I didn't hear you whispering my name until you stopped
I need you more than ever now

Tell me something true
Give me something to hold on to
Because I'm drowning
But I can see the sun
On a good day, I can see the sun

Please don't go
Say you'll never leave
This heart is much too heavy
Will you hold it for a while?
Because I'm drowning
But I can see the sun

- k.n.

(2015)

Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Untitled

She carried with her gravity,
The weight of it a secret she was too afraid to tell.
She had a fragile kind of strength -
Fleeting;
And as such,
A light to illuminate all her dark places.
But when she lifted her head,
She had stars in her eyes and galaxies in her soul.

- k.n.

Monday, November 21, 2016

The World

This is the world.
It's a mess.
People are going to do some terrible things.
But they'll also do some pretty great things.
There will be devastation.
But there will also be beauty.
There is life and there is death.
There is love and there is heartache.
A lot of things will fall apart.
Most aren't fair.
A lot of things won't make sense at first.
Some never will.
The important thing is not to let the bad cancel out the good,
Or the fear blot out the hope,
Or the pain reduce the probability of finding love again.
This is the world.
It's yours for the taking.

- k.n.