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Pray For The Dead

Posted: May 20, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK, Uncategorized

I will get on my knees.

I will pray to you in my way.

I will love you in my own way.

I will hate you in my own way.

Love is what brought us to this point,

pain and hate is what will make us leave.

 

The New Breed

Posted: May 20, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK, Uncategorized

I’m sick and tired of being afraid,

I’m sick and tired of hiding my hatred towards you,

so this is it.

Right here,

today is the day that you’ll remember for the rest of your life.

When you die,

I wont shed the first tear,

I will feel no pain.

I refuse to be the victim.

It’s my turn the be the devil masked in a pretty face.

 

Well Respected Men

Posted: May 19, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK

I come from well respected men,

dangerous men.

Cigarettes and whiskey.

Motorcycles and leather jackets.

Don’t look them in the eye unless you’re shaking their hand.

They will always speak their minds,

never hit a lady,

never disrespect a lady.

These well respected men kept me safe like a princess in her own tower of hell.

The man that meant the most got taken away by the holy ghost. 

While he’s happy,

I got sucked in by the temptation of Lucifer.

Innocence lost, hope gone.

I guess the pain was too much for us to hold onto each other.

So when you see me,

know that these well respected men taught me well.

I will never back down from anything.

These men show no fear,

and now neither do I.

 

He had brown eyes,

not like the black brown,

not the brown that you just discard.

But, the kind of brown you look really hard to find.

He had beautiful eyes,

long brown hair,

that hair slicked back into a bun.

A little bit of scruff,

 a pretty white smile.

We talked, and he got uncomfortably close.

I was okay with it.

He talked to me like he knew me,

and seeing as we just met I was fascinated.

I knew it wouldn’t last long,

but his childlike smile made me want to never leave.

At the moment I had him and nothing else,

and now he’s gone.

And I’ll never see him again.

And now everything aches for him,

and everything begs for him.

I’ll Spit On Your Grave

Posted: April 15, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK, Uncategorized

 

You hit me the first time,

it hurt.

You hit me the second time,

it hurt but I acted like it didn’t.

Now,

when it came around to the third time,

I didn’t feel the slightest pinch.

See, you yelled at me almost everyday,

I learnt how to block it out and honestly not care what you said,

I still don’t.

You hit me almost everyday, and I started to fight back.

Funny, huh?

How that works.

You made bruises seem beautiful,

I made your ugly black soul look white.

Not anymore.

I’ve numbed all of this pain,

for such a long time,

I’m made of stone.
Not even you could break.

I have made all of your faults seem like nothing,

and no one believes me anymore.

so,

when you die,

and burn in the fires in hell,

I won’t shed the first tear,

I’ll spit on your grave.

Posted: April 15, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK, Uncategorized

Oceans are strong,

but I’m stronger.

Love may not last forever,

but ours does.

Moments are like ripples in time,

they never last,

they don’t stay long.

But the memories do,

and no matter what I do they just wont leave my head,

But I love you,

and you love me too.

Dance In The Fires

Posted: April 14, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK, Uncategorized

I’ve danced in the fires far too long,

The people in this world are vultures,

waiting to sink their teeth,

into none other than,

us.

I’ve danced in the fires far too long,

I’ve listened to children cry for hope,

I’ve listened to myself say “I’m leaving”

Yet,

I’m here.

I’ve danced in the fires far too long,

Now that my lungs are far from the smoke filled air,

I can breathe,

I can see,

I can hear.

Every ounce of hope is within my bones, and I’ll scatter them everywhere.

I’ve danced in the fires far too long.

Pretty When She Cries

Posted: April 14, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK, Uncategorized

♦Are you aware of the state that I’m in?

My hands,

they shake.

My head,

it spins.

And for some reason I can’t understand why this dark cloud is eating away at me,

Her laugh,

It plays in everything.

She makes me dance,

all by myself.

And the fragments of her mind can’t comprehend what’s going on in mine,

she’s too focused on her happiness,

because the happiness that she feels,

is actually my pain.

The happier she gets,

the weaker I get.

It’s like a cycle right?

Wrong.

I feel every ounce of pain she feels which makes mine worse,

considering she drains the life from my tired body. ♦

Them

Posted: April 13, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK, Uncategorized

I hold no demons,

and I hold no lies,

I keep the promise of death deep inside.

Their claws,

they’re sharp,

but so are my teeth when I have to bite the skin away from my eyes,

they don’t care.

They think I’m laughing,

I’m happy breathing.

but when they scream,

all I can do,

is cover my ears and pray they’ll stay away from me,

nothing but pain lay on the floor.

I run,

My words hold power,

Their claws hold defeat.

Waves

Posted: April 13, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK, Uncategorized

There is a place within me,

that sighs like the tide.

It curles like a roaring wave,

that crashes down on me,

and rips me open from the inside.

When my guts spill,

will you still be there with me,

when I am no longer able to speak, or plead for my life,

Soon,

I’ll be gone like the wind,

that just blew every spark of existence,

away.

Tombstones

Posted: April 13, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK, Uncategorized

Write this on my tombstone,

all of my poems were about you,

all of yours were about her.

And even though I’m trying to grasp onto this,

this new way of living life I call mine,

since your mistakes,

I know now there’s no escaping these thoughts that bury me,

I fight with the pretty and the ugly thought of suicide,

that float around in the air we breathe,

they just wont leave,

so,

write this on my tombstone,

if death so happens to wrap me up in his cold arms,

you were the death of me,

the death of everything I was,

and what I’d ever be.

Heart

Posted: April 13, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK, Uncategorized

Please,

Take a picture of my heart,

put my binds in place.

Spill my guts,

clean it up.

Cry, sing, fly, into the snow storm in my withered heart,

so it’ll be enough for me to get by.

It glistens in the sunlight and makes me realize how my body reacts,

to this poison I’m drinking,

with a heart beat,

and lips.

My heart is still cold, but maybe,

just maybe,

this poison will make it hot,

like melting lava oozing out of a volcano,

just before, it splits into two halves,

again.

She

Posted: April 12, 2016 by bethanydk in BethanyK, Uncategorized

But I don’t hear them,

my own thoughts echo through my head.

Repeating the same things over and over and over and over,

This girl that I see in the mirror,

is she really alive?

or is she just faking it?

This beings eyes are like the ocean,

bits green,

bits blue.

She lives so those waves can tangle her up in happiness and in death.

But,

is she really alive?

or has she already died 1000 times inside?

She’s stronger than you think, just a little lost right now.