Kayli Carter
Bio
Writing is my passion.
Stories (3/0)
Medusa
Pop a pill, they say it helps, but they'll never understand how it felt, knives up and down my spine now I'm getting kind of pale, zombies hypnotized conversation getting kind of stale, can't be the same na Ive seen past the veil, I'm covered in tracks this train has derailed, I am Medusa and this must be hell, demons pursue me Ive fought tooth-and-nail...broken and bloody I lie at the altar, I'd apologize but I'd only falter, I'm just not a talker, my ego Ive fought her, lost sons and daughter's, dead eyes I'm a walker... end me, tired of pretending, the stories never ending, angry im fucking venting, about storylines I'm inventing, life fucks I don't remember consenting, these voices are winning, down I am spinning, relenting, restless unforgiving, space in my head renting, to demons and I'm not listening, to the blood glistening, hook in my skin I'm fishing, at the bottom of a well wishing, not a pot in sight but I'm pissing, dark cauldron and I'm whisking, what the fuck am I missing? black cats cross me hissing, more hate received than I'm dishing, hate and whiskey I am swishing, all these friends and lovers keep switching, headshot and I'm twitching, time of loss its the hour of the witching... Pop a pill they say it helps, but they'll never understand how it felt, knives up and down my spine now I'm getting kind of pale, zombies hypnotized conversation getting kind of stale, can't be the same na Ive seen past the veil, I'm covered in tracks this train has derailed, I am Medusa and this must be hell, demons pursue me I've fought tooth-and-nail...
By Kayli Carter3 years ago in Poets
Dead inside wonderland
So I take the pills I swallow my pride, sought to understand, and what did I find? A mine, a bright light, and I lost my mind, I tried to read the signs, but I'm blind, I grind for lost time, I'm dead inside, I'm a cash crop I was bred to die, unstable so on meds I dine, the doctor said be fine, but my face is red as wine, I dread the swine, life has fed me limes, lies the slimes paint lines, the blinds grind and they taint my mind, I'm plagued to drain hanged from the vine... Is it real? Is it fake? I feel as if, it could break, Mad Hatter bastard eats wood cake, sat her, fatter, with a good plate, she learned to love it, and understood hate...
By Kayli Carter3 years ago in Poets
Pain
Just watching you sleep.. Wondering how you managed to shut down your mind and find the peace, cause I feel an ache within my soul and my mind is at war, my heart weeps, I feel so cold and alone lying next to you on these sheets, I keep the tears discreet, I shouldn't want to wake you, for every hour of wasted love, the more and more I hate you, the venom and scars are enough now to escape you, the same monsters that call me names make you, age you, take you, you were warmth in the darkness, but you're just too worn and heartless, and my hearts too torn and tarnished, "some love" have us whores harnessed, it was always doomed, but i adored regardless, quite the masterpiece for the artless, title it pain and a sore core for the artists..
By Kayli Carter3 years ago in Poets