Writing With Kayla

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  • original poem – my foundation (updated!)

    the howl of broken promisesa dying dream scream endlessly imaginingthese vicious moments away    back at base in a blur flickering into fadewhile the wind roars and the summit shades  small steps over and over yet there is nowhere to climb every turn twists furthertumbling… Continue reading

  • original poem – A hungry heart

    i always thought:what i give i will surely get back that nourished heartwill crave my unending love but that wasn’t quite rightfor they only wanted moresalivating for thick bloodand deep joy i gave it all and somehow, more i fed for… Continue reading

  • original poem – a “friendly” reminder

    there are no chancesbut we allow you only one singular, slight you better get it right because we are going to hold you to itfor fucking life don’t expect us to understandbecause, you should already know what is requested of you!it’s… Continue reading

  • original poem – the approaching hour

    bursts of false memories find my early night swirling within stilling and heightening, reminding before striking  nothing entirely unfrightening,  no way out of this mess trapped for certain endless opportunities of absolutely nothing  just another 7 to 8 hours  entangled, all around the… Continue reading