I am suppressed. Not by some outside force, but by myself. I keep everything under lock and key. Secure. I know this girl. She… well, she isn’t like that. She’s a free spirit, steps to her own music. Compulsive. We’re not so different inside though. We laugh, we cry, we hope. And my... Continue Reading →
Wicker
A basket woven with care With delicate pieces Art with function With purpose Not just to appear But to be used -Kel Dayheart
Charisma
Kinetic energy Reactive to his surroundings He seems to pull people in Just as easily as he pushed them away He was cold But he could be warmed With just the right touch He could do so much Be so much If he would only be Put in the right position -Kel Dayheart
Ominous
A train whistle in the distance Rings out Piercing the silence With a warning sound -Kel Dayheart
Directionless
Where is the road To sanity I made a wrong turn Somewhere along the way -Kel Dayheart
Stuck
Stuck in a rut Pacing the same space Of this 4 foot by 4 foot cage Can't seem to inspire- Motivate- Get- a- swift- kick- in- the- ass- Drum up the courage To change my fate -Kel Dayheart
Force
You shine, my dear Without the need of battery You are a force All your own -Kel Dayheart
Hic- Hic- Hiccup
Whenever I drink I feel like One of the drunken Disney mice With hiccups and all -Kel Dayheart
My Favorite Strangers
My favorite people in this world I do not know For they are just kind strangers Who ask for nothing and will receive nothing Kind strangers With gentle eyes With genuine smiles Speak no words Strange strangers With blurred half-forgotten faces They brighten the day, without a thought bringing hope to the downtrodden... Continue Reading →
Heart Thief
You, Sir Have stolen My heart And Sir? I want It back -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 