Poems from kell.y
Remind me about the time when we were so heavy with life, we drowned ourselves with our words, like we were our own anchors. If I remember...
It's truly a strange thing, when we're told
not to listen to beauty standards, to live comfortably as we are, to "be yourself",
and then...
I clutch at the surface
and I think about pulling you with me
but I just want you closer,
not gone.
We're so different,
you and I.
You...
They can't teach my soul
to sit down on a chair.
Their voices are the epitome
of structure
but I have already trained my voice
to paint...