Kill Poems - Poems about Kill

...Ghostly echos of the past Still haunt me. Like the warmth Of your bright smile. I try to move on With my life. Inch by inch Mile by mile. I know there is No going back. I understand th......Read the rest...

...We Emerge Through The innards Of drenched Scarlet, with A piercing cry Of an afflicted Crow, away From clan, Rising slowly, A flaming ember, Over the fingers Of trees We grow,......Read the rest...

...You never had a good childhood Your grandma always wanted to kill you You had a soft spot for your mother Now it's breaking too You became a big brother With no emotion You used to beat peopl......Read the rest...

...Special Agent Alan King arrived in his Buick dragging my husband to Foss park for his failed lie detector test where the FBI installed wires on my pregnant body my husband was scared to death after C......Read the rest...

...Abortion Morning broke pink rain and colors Born was the day incomprehensively how stupid thinking it had power when it is just a mirror of human activity The morning hoped to stay till ......Read the rest...

...Sometimes it's hard for me not to be anxious Because when I worry I feel like I exist Stress drained my heart now it's a drought I have to face it, not sure I'll make it out Messed around too mu......Read the rest...

...Some may say grand dragon others grand wizard either or it began in 60s everything was a bit chaotic the death of John f Kennedy Bobby Kennedy pope John XXlll my birth and Martin Luther kings famous ......Read the rest...

...We love all that death touches And so maybe we love in halves We give and yet hold back Because when we hurt We fear the ash, our fire might become The air that will scatter it The wind sw......Read the rest...

...The warmth, the smile The promise to walk for miles. The lies that were said with grace Was it all a sign to brace? For a future full of pain For the heart that bled red in vain! The soft teasi......Read the rest...

...hold on to your misery it will work after it i need you to be bold and stronger than ever i never talked at first they come with hopes that i might talk about sports or barbies with gossips ......Read the rest...

... Free to be. Free from me, the in-a-me, the fugazi me, the me that I LET you see, the she that I thought you wanted me to be, the me that I thought you wanted to see, the me I thought I needed to......Read the rest...

...Definitely the place to devour corruption so valid and vile orchestrated by a fatal attraction who slept with my spouse wearing a rubber badge from a strip club in Tampa bay shooting into my home to ......Read the rest...

...The lady with red dreadlocks Toni Townsend Johnson henry she was one rasta Andrews female drug dealer from the devils triangle in Tampa outside USF where I received mental health treatment for ......Read the rest...

...Yesterday, I stroked a horse: I ran my hand along his back And watched his every muscle twitch, So sensitive—what a proud and Ceremonious beast. He held his head Lightly—comfortable, with no f......Read the rest...

...My eyes stare straight, fixated on something in the distance, humming a song that would send chills, if you ever got the chance to listen. A padded cell and a straitjacket, the doctor giving ......Read the rest...