Submissions by KandiceBush (Kandice Bush)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Underneath A Dark Poet Facade
He steals my breath
as I get high off his vibes
A bright yellow energy teasing my senses
The wind shifted
So we left the sun buried
& danced in the rays of melting snow
Inside I had found myself burning
Building metaphorical forts in my heart
because there was always
only
him
as I get high off his vibes
A bright yellow energy teasing my senses
The wind shifted
So we left the sun buried
& danced in the rays of melting snow
Inside I had found myself burning
Building metaphorical forts in my heart
because there was always
only
him
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I Spent A Week In Arizona One Night
I found another piece of me today
Alone & trembling in the dark
because in Phoenix the birds come out at midnight
singing requiems for star-crossed lovers
I traced my love on his thigh
while his kisses stole my breath
& I caught myself wondering
had he held his hand over my heart long enough
would that have been enough to stop it from breaking
Alone & trembling in the dark
because in Phoenix the birds come out at midnight
singing requiems for star-crossed lovers
I traced my love on his thigh
while his kisses stole my breath
& I caught myself wondering
had he held his hand over my heart long enough
would that have been enough to stop it from breaking
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The Radission
I lay by the desert's side tonight
listening to his breath rise & crash against the sands
Undertones of sweat
& regret
traced the inside of my mind
That song reminded me of winter
& his fingers on my lips
& in between whispers & screams
Mymouth parts toforge a half broken crescent
while I bleed from my scars
listening to his breath rise & crash against the sands
Undertones of sweat
& regret
traced the inside of my mind
That song reminded me of winter
& his fingers on my lips
& in between whispers & screams
Mymouth parts toforge a half broken crescent
while I bleed from my scars
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Egg Whites & PB in Mesa
Monday's rain washed over me
falling softly on my shoulders
in spiked silver waves
& I already knew how his arms felt..
His breath was poetry
curling from a pen's tip
( as if he didn't know his kisses made my knees weak )
I cant seem to swallow this lump in my throat
( & he wonders how I see the future in his eyes.. )
& though I fail to feel my feet planting in the ground
from the love tangled round my laces
in that moment I knew
my heart
would never be mine again
falling softly on my shoulders
in spiked silver waves
& I already knew how his arms felt..
His breath was poetry
curling from a pen's tip
( as if he didn't know his kisses made my knees weak )
I cant seem to swallow this lump in my throat
( & he wonders how I see the future in his eyes.. )
& though I fail to feel my feet planting in the ground
from the love tangled round my laces
in that moment I knew
my heart
would never be mine again
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Jellybean
Do you remember the aftermath of our love?
A memory in the haze of my mind
& I find my soul weeping in the dark
strung out on a 6 hour call
I remember when you were the man to climb rooftops
screaming my name
Till the wheels fell off
A memory in the haze of my mind
& I find my soul weeping in the dark
strung out on a 6 hour call
I remember when you were the man to climb rooftops
screaming my name
Till the wheels fell off
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I Was Listening To Nickel Creek
I find it hard to pull away tonight
His breath moved in rhythm with my soul
How I could lose myself inside those lips..
& I imagined myself melting into him
My mind & heart folding
Inside his arms
If this is the only chance I get
Just
Please
Let me be
There
His breath moved in rhythm with my soul
How I could lose myself inside those lips..
& I imagined myself melting into him
My mind & heart folding
Inside his arms
If this is the only chance I get
Just
Please
Let me be
There
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The 11:35 To Phoenix
My I love you's lay crumpled in your hand
as if to say,
"I'm sorry
but it's just not enough.."
( Since when was love not enough? )
& I struggle to wipe the fog from the windshield
til I notice it's just the pain in my breath painting the glass
I wasn't aware I was still breathing..
( God why am I still breathing.. )
How could I ever expect you to be mine
when your soul was meant to be free
Far too beautiful for this world..
( I would never pin your wings down )
My fingers tremble dialing your number...
as if to say,
"I'm sorry
but it's just not enough.."
( Since when was love not enough? )
& I struggle to wipe the fog from the windshield
til I notice it's just the pain in my breath painting the glass
I wasn't aware I was still breathing..
( God why am I still breathing.. )
How could I ever expect you to be mine
when your soul was meant to be free
Far too beautiful for this world..
( I would never pin your wings down )
My fingers tremble dialing your number...
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Cadaverous
Unraveling the threads today
My reflection screamed at me from the depths of a bodybag
though my ego feels victorious in the background
Dragging these chains of self distortion in my shame
Pooling the energies of a mocking regret
while the discontent echoed off my ribs
My breath begins to quicken
Swimming in the scent of my fear
To be thin
or die trying?
That is the question
My reflection screamed at me from the depths of a bodybag
though my ego feels victorious in the background
Dragging these chains of self distortion in my shame
Pooling the energies of a mocking regret
while the discontent echoed off my ribs
My breath begins to quicken
Swimming in the scent of my fear
To be thin
or die trying?
That is the question
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Unhinged
The wind gathered in ivory skies
& caressed me in its folds
as I picked you from the petals of your rebirth
Drowning in the silence of your eyes
& the snow tasted like fresh blood smelled that night
Unfurling in its slumber
Had I known better
That alone would have saved me from my sins
& caressed me in its folds
as I picked you from the petals of your rebirth
Drowning in the silence of your eyes
& the snow tasted like fresh blood smelled that night
Unfurling in its slumber
Had I known better
That alone would have saved me from my sins
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Comatose
The sky began to bleed
& dosed me
with a swift amnesia
Like a craving for something you hate
On these pages I sigh.lently weep
So please excuse me
while I step out of myself
& dosed me
with a swift amnesia
Like a craving for something you hate
On these pages I sigh.lently weep
So please excuse me
while I step out of myself
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From Arizona to New York
Catching snowflakes on my tongue like razor blades
Stars dancing in the charcoaled blue
Mocking me
& if they grasped my chest any tighter
I just might choke on their beauty
Because who I am to deny a request from the heavens
If that truly be their origin
For they hide in the grayish hues
Playing tricks on my eyes
Optical illusions
Enough to muffle out my screams
& make me believe in their false prophesies
So I stitch my heart to my sleeve
Hoping the blood trickling down my fingertips
Would go...
Stars dancing in the charcoaled blue
Mocking me
& if they grasped my chest any tighter
I just might choke on their beauty
Because who I am to deny a request from the heavens
If that truly be their origin
For they hide in the grayish hues
Playing tricks on my eyes
Optical illusions
Enough to muffle out my screams
& make me believe in their false prophesies
So I stitch my heart to my sleeve
Hoping the blood trickling down my fingertips
Would go...
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The Empty Wine Box
Beer stained whispers
Cannibalized sober emotions
Resentment wells up behind my eyes
While his speech slurs
As I stare into the inebriated tears of a stranger
I choke on my heart
Now petrified in my throat
Questioning his gravestone mentality
I fell asleep crying,
Pen & paper in hand
*Dedicated to my "father"..
Cannibalized sober emotions
Resentment wells up behind my eyes
While his speech slurs
As I stare into the inebriated tears of a stranger
I choke on my heart
Now petrified in my throat
Questioning his gravestone mentality
I fell asleep crying,
Pen & paper in hand
*Dedicated to my "father"..
775 reads
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