A Prideful TauntI can't hold my eyes open to this blazing dusk,And the rays of the golden sun kaleidoscope the sky.I hold my hand in a quivering salute to block the glare,To shade these fluttering open books.I've lasted the day and this finale is testament,A message of sweet and blissful smiles to live for.I turn the collar of my coat to the glittering coast,And finish my long since warm Corona.I hurl the bottle to the breaking waves with a wild yell,Watching as it glitters in the now violet sky.I've lasted the storm and this my challenge,My prideful taunt to the coming night.
Strength.Strength.Strength is acknowledging the mask you have on and having the courage to take it off.Opening your heart up and allowing it to be seen.Strength is figthing for something no matter the hurdles that may stand in your way.No matter the trials or tribulations.Even if you can't yet see the light at the end of the tunnel.Knowing it's there and that it's worth it to keep searching it out.Strength is knowing that this life is hard.Taking your scars.Knowing they will fade but never go away,that they make you who you are.Strength is finding the courage to BE YOU even when it may be uncomfortable.Strength is sticking up for and speaking out for those who may be bullied or downtrodden.Strength is being soft spoken and always humble.Strength is accepting every step of the path.Even though right now it's hard.Strength is accepting that that's where you are.Hold your head up.Never let them catch you with it down.I know you're fed up but you must try to survive.Each moment i
A Broken HeartIn a corner,I sit lonely.A broken heart,That's kills me.Curled into myself,I sit and cry.So alone,I just want to die.Why did she do it?What did I do?I can't stop crying,Because we're through.Talking doesn't help,I shouldn't even try.No one loves me,I'll just sit and cry.Someone sits beside me,Maybe she's my peer.She wraps herself around me,And whispers in my ear.You'll be alright,I promise you.Please cheer up,Because you are not through.Someone will come,And you will see.They will love you forever,And you'll be set free.She stands up,And stand in front of me.My tears stop,I feel a little happy.Maybe I will find someone,The ex is just a blur.I stand and think,Maybe it's her.She's beautiful,She's carefree.Maybe, just maybe,She belong with me.
Young BoyOnce was a young boy, lived three nights agoCrept out of his bed, and climbed through the window.Stepped onto the rooftop, looked pleasurably downBut regretted his last step as he hit the ground.Soon sand absorbed him, the dust clouds awareAnd so left his consciousness, stayed guilt that he bared.Plagued by the darkness; blinded by sunSatan smirked down and had known he had won.Aye! His young tears have shedThreatened by sorrow, tomorrow has fled.And cried out his sister, the only he lovedThe young boy peered down from the Hells above.The scars of the innocent skin of the sinnedAre burnt into ashes and uplifted by wind.For thousands of miles, the embers have glowedBut never to return, for 'twas his Devil's ode.
Summer AngelIn the summer breezeWith the warming sun and a calming feelI saw an angel walking on the beachA beautiful creature from another world must be.She stopped and smiled at meAnd a bright sunlight fell on meI asked this angel her nameAnd she replied with such graceSummer, is my name.Blonde hair, like the golden sandBlue eyes, like the endless seaAnd a smile like the brightest sunshine.From that day on I fell deeply in loveWith my summer angel at my sideJoy, happiness, and loveBecome my everyday lifeThen the rainy fall arrived and my angel goneLoneliness and sadness ruled my heartBut my sadness shall not lastBecause the summer will come back
To the Heart...My heart is pale and fraileven hidden in its aquarelle shella poor... wounded, torn sailrestrained by life, already a ghostly vesseldying slowly on the sand-banks of dreamlandnothing but a castawayfar away from homelandforever lostnever to return, not without a costViolet thunder storms wreck the rest of himsoaked in agate tears... now it's just my unscaled hymnbarely floating in the mourning twilightI wait for a trace of moonlightto feel the mirrored sea-sky again, without anymore painyet, I cannot leave in such heavy rainwith this black hole tearing me apartI guess... I'll wait a bit longer for more starsI guess... I'll wait a bit longer for my heart*KMARCH*Y© copyright of KAY MARCH - All Rights Reserved.
JealousyI watch him walk awayTurn to his friends and sayHe'd rather be with themThis happens every dayJealousy begins to stemHow do I send the feeling away?