Disease by Me

We live in a world of sickness
that doctors can not cure
The only remedy
lies beneath your inner soul
Nothing anyone says
can heal your heart's disease
Anything anyone does say
has the opportunity to expand
this plague
into an intangible holocaust.

~ Kimmie ~

Note: I think this is my best poem yet.. I hope you like it :)

They Tell You To Be Independent by Me

They tell you to be independent

Yet they go ahead

and tell you what to do

They tell you it’s your choice

Yet they judge you

for your decision

They tell you to aim high

Yet they pull you down instead

They tell you to be happy

Yet make it impossible for you to smile

They tell you mistakes are meant to be made

Yet they admonish you

when you do something wrong

When can I live life on my own terms?

When the unsuccessful become successful?

When the ugly become pretty?

When the dumb become smart?

When the ordinary become unique?

When the living become dead?

Is it worth being a reflection of what they tell?

~ Kimmie ~

Simply Infinite by Me

There's something
about long car rides,
gliding
on the smooth surface
while calm music plays
in the background,
that entrances me
and gives me
the blurry

illusion

of complacency.

~ Kimmie ~