You're a red convertible accident Waiting to happen You know the kind Slamming on the gas Grinding the clutch in third Going way too fast And way too erratic To brake when the time comes -Kel Dayheart
Homeless
Brick by broken brick It crumbles down To red dust Sometimes you really can't go home -Kel Dayheart
Wrong Wish
I wish I was Anywhere but here I wish I was Anyone but me I wish I was More like you -Kel Dayheart
Starry- Eyed
A star-gazer Is a universe questioner Because you cannot gaze Upon the stars And not be filled With a sense of wonder -Kel Dayheart
Intentions
Good intentions Bad intentions Do they matter More than the outcome? I doubt it -Kel Dayheart
A Matter of Duty
You can't just abandon Your responsibilities People rely on you So put on Your big- boy pants And deal -Kel Dayheart
Deciding on Deserving
I feel talentless Like every accomplishment Has been a fluke And I don't deserve Anything more -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #81
Flame flickers quickly Used matches scattered in the wind Mingling with the ash
Blackout #92
Men too young were sent to battlefields. We'll never see them again.
Missing
Jolt of missing a step Sends a shock Up and down my spine As if I have forgotten Something important Something necessary -Kel Dayheart
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