Kenneth cruz

Joined May 2021

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Loves Decay
Surviving off breadcrumbs for so long Gaslights lit my path through darkness Forced my square in your circle Even though it was wrong
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
Arsons of love
Arsons to ourself and what we built Do you not carry equal guilt Was it I who struck the match You surely poured the gas
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
Assembly line of the heart…
We've been on an assembly line of the heart, Pieces put together, then taken apart, Prototypes broken from the start.
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
An Open conversation with my baby girl…
Daddy why'd you give up on me , in a faint sad whisper I never gave up my heart longed for thee it's you I thought that got turned against me
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
Lost and Found
In shadows and pain, we silently wept, Our souls reaching out before we met. Parallel tales, Of pain and betrayal,
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
Demons of our past…
I’m still fighting demons of our past They mock and laugh from the shadows Trap broken shards like a cast Your henchmen I suppose
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
When Cupid Missed
Here it is again that emptiness It came before you said goodbye A bird falling from the sky Does it know it will die
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
Broken Masterpiece
Picture pieces ripped apart, This is how she conveyed her broken heart Her whirlwind of anger and despair, Left shattered windows and blood everywhere,
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets
Q & A With God
Q: What is the point of life if I am only to die like a fly? A: The point is to live, as great or small it may seem. Even a fly can impact and alter the world for ages after it should die.
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets
Dear heart…
Dear heart, You have so many holes, you’re torn apart, still you beat, still you yearn, Are you smart? What have we learned?
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets
Life vs Death
I am birth, I am breath, I am life.. I am death, I am darkness, without me there is no light. I am purpose, I am meaning, i am greatness!
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets
I keep having a nightmare where I’m murdering someone with a rock…. Content Warning.
Sweat drips from my brow with a steady trickle. My muscles ache and tense, like boulders trying to protrude from my skin. I claw at the large rock trying to get a good grip. Its rough and uneven surface is hard to grab, but I tense my finger and painfully dig my fingernails in its rough stone, like an animal clawing at the ground trying to stay put.
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Fiction