When there comes a day When you feel too alone Please remember, my dear To look up To look around you And see everyone who stands with you -Kel Dayheart
Aching Jaw
Teeth clenched No matter How much I try To calm The hell down -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #200
Poetry uprooted.
Haiku #187
Blanket me with love So I'm not afraid to let Myself fall for you
6:00 P.M.
The steady clacking on the rails Are not a soothing white noise It's loud It's harsh It's grating my last nerve -Kel Dayheart
5:00 A.M.
Resting commuter face With dead eyes that stare blankly off Into the distance not seeing Anyone in this mass of strangers Which is better than Making awkward eye contact -Kel Dayheart
Imprint
All she left in her wake Were lipstick stained coffee cups -Kel Dayheart
A Mother’s Tears
To be completely honest Without the pretty lines and rhymes I might not be The daughter my mother wanted And she might not be The mother I needed We may not Get along or communicate well But one of the worst things I have ever experience Is my mother's tears -Kel Dayheart
Going with the Flow Drowns me
You can't control everything And to even try Is so anxiety enducing That I have gone In the exact opposite direction -Kel Dayheart
Wonderful You
Don't fall into conformity You are more than One of the masses You are wonderfully you And don't let anyone Say differently -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 