The whiskey burns going down And my eyes water As I hold back a cough Trying to appear unaffected By the taste Like a child playing adult -Kel Dayheart
Man’s World
She learned how To manipulate Before she could walk It was the only way For her to survive In this cruel world Do not fault her For learning how To survive in A man's world -Kel Dayheart
Blood Inherit
He wanted the crown And did not care What blood he had To shed to get it -Kel Dayheart
Temperatures Dropping
The cold is setting in And I can't seem To warm up -Kel Dayheart
Dusty Dreams
The house is falling down around us But we cannot see the damages With dust in our eyes -Kel Dayheart
Last Straw
Furious and shivering, she stood In the pouring rain waiting For a ride that's forgotten All about her -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #193
I have to be perfect.
Haiku #180
It was a work of Fiction that enraptured me So utterly through
Sugar Dusted
Snow falls silently Quickly building up Until the world is Covered -Kel Dayheart
Winter Welcome
Winter as cold as it is Is always received warmly As it is a time To celebrate -Kel Dayheart
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