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Where Do You Go At Night With Those Sunken Eyes

Out from the fog your figure emerged, each step nearing an outline, colder than the winter frozen wind
Where do you go at  night with those sunken eyes? 
Your presence heavy on the unsure soul
Seeping through walls like thick odour, your essence breathes sickness
What possible destination awaits your company so somber, your evil edged creature
What foul feeder plays host to such manner unholy, for the devil would revolt in disgust
This overbearingly vulgar demeanor 
The shadowed mass a dead weight hunched and slow 
With a heart you show low as the ground you stare, like a burden of lost cause, dragged behind you 
Your pores weep with rejection and I can taste its smell
It leaves you drenched and soaking right down to your skinned, claw toed feet, and bleeds over infested flesh
Your pungence still lingering in the forever tainted air 
Go to whatever blacked corner you have in seek, far away from here
Back into the hazed abyss of which you came, traveler unwanted as your mystery meaningless

Copyright © Kianna Taiya | Year Posted 2012



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Are You Sorry Yet

Are you sorry yet?
You better believe I'm still hurt.
The cruelest things you say with such assert.
I'm crippled in pain and needing you while you show no alert.
I hold it in my heart when all care you avert.
I am so sorry for the things I said but not one word you revert.
How can you purposely ignore me? For you I beg till my face in dirt.


Can you feel at all?
Your words are so bitter and tart.
My insults are plain, your's thought out and smart.
Are you so used to trying to appear as if you have no heart?
Gun going off with no finger on trigger start.
Your eyes and ears are closed as I watch you shoot aimed rounds I try to dart.
In aftermath I hear you humming tunes while I rip my head apart.

Copyright © Kianna Taiya | Year Posted 2012

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Finding Your Mind For Dummies

If too, you are a bit like me
Dysfunctional as that may be
You may find it is quite easy
To misplace and lose your mind

I don't seem to recall the fee
So here are a few tips for free
I hope that they will help you see
How it can be yours to find 

Nows here's a list you can borrow
Only some quick steps to follow
For when your head's feeling hollow 
And you just don't seem to bright

Save yourself a little sorrow
By next week if not tomorrow 
Make this good advice your motto
Always screw your head on tight

First make those crazy eyes look tame 
One must see straight to look for brains
I know that it can be a pain
When they roll off with no care

You'll get no where going insane
Or jumping out from window frames 
Except splat across the street lane
And you won't find *****down there

If you feel your stomach sink
And worry what the neighbours think
Say **** it and top up your drink
You don't really have to care

Fix this faster than you can blink 
Walk around like your *****don't stink
Sometimes you've got to lose that link 
Who needs their two cents to share?

There is always one more escape
Another option you can take 
When all else fails, your last gate
Good old fashioned denail 

If puzzle can't you the fit make
And you just need a easy brake
Your to far gone to fight that shake
Tell the voices be sane and smile

Copyright © Kianna Taiya | Year Posted 2012

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Mirror of Expectations

My reality, or be it my insanity, is a screen, deceiving, an object without meaning, flat and thin. Any strength to hold this glass from shatter, let my being have no matter, is a metal weak as tin

Anything felt with heart, I shall always be apart, tint shadows hope and warmth from sun with dark. Anywhere I touch my life, like grime and tarnish on polished knife, I dirty, smudge and mark

Anytime I look for something near, a reason to  make my world seem clear, see paths in clarity, all obstacles right. Doubt fogs every step I take, shakes each chance I make, I'm left confused and blind in sight

Any prayer, though rare, I send to god, goes ignored, never heard or helped. Behind this plane, my wall of shame, I'm alone, forever crying to myself

Any day I scream for help, dead inside, I forgot how emotion felt. Through this prison you'd never know I'd spoken, then you whisper, now glass thin, my name judged, seal cracked and broken

Any light when felt earned, joy lasts a second, then light turns and moves to reflect in my place. I see shapes crossed, yet similar, images obscure, but somehow familiar. I fight to never recognize I'm own face

Any dream of a day my screen will come away, a day I'll speak loudly and want my own name. I've long since forgotten, dreams now numb and rotten, behind your mirror of expectation I shall remain

Copyright © Kianna Taiya | Year Posted 2012


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