kimberleigh sarah

A sad poem,about a lost friend.

My days don’t end till I fall asleep.
So if I can just keep my eyes open forever,if I can never sleep again..
Will you stay in this perfect moment with me?
Just as we are,right now?

Reflect on unspoken dreams..
We shall feed off of the dying light.
Dance in the rain..
be free of all pain..

worship the one who holds your heart.
bow to no other..
live no less then a …

Sometimes I sit here..
Rewinding the years in my head.
To bleed out my thoughts and write them down on a paper plane.
Should I feel sorry for showing you my frailty?
I seem to be ashamed of…

So weak these arms are
weak enough to be lead by a pair of strings stolen from a puppet
her splinters seem to grow under my skin like roots in the ground;
these annoying strings hold me ti…

In every person’s life there’s a story to tell.
In my life,all my memories are written in invisible ink.
I seem to forget allot.
I seem to forget things that happened minutes ago.
But I wi…

These nights seem to lend no comfort in our pillows
Eyes gaze out the window over to the bay
where I kissed you months ago
Black waters mock my eyes
with the image of you running home to me…

You love what makes you feel pretty and comfortable.
I love what keeps me alive and strong.
You love what gives you attention.
I love what lets me blend in to the background.

Do you love…

Last night I watched you watch t.v
I couldn’t help but smile
Seeing the screen reflect on your glasses and into your eyes.
Eyes so blue its like staring heaven in the face
weather its layi…

How uncontrollable these actions are

to be shown how hollow my heart is..

yet deep enough to cut through veins

like paper in a pair of soft hands

in the end there’s not much left
…

The secret life of a woman and her 1am romance.
The romance she has with her best female friend.

from "Of Heaven" Body of Work (1983)

Who are these shades we wait for and believe
will come some evening in limousines
from Heaven?
The rose
through it knows
is throatless
and cannot…

Everyday I sit here.
Listening to all these memories echo in my head.
Long lost loved ones talk on.
And my childhood laughs as I dim the lights.

If i were to pass on
I’d leave this life …

She played her guitar in the rain today
sat on a wooden stool in a field of wet daisy’s
And as she played the words she sung stayed in her head
little blue vines faded in her dress,and ever…

I’m about to turn twenty two
Sometimes I sit and think about my life
The one thing that always stands out the most,
are my girls
We’ve bin through it all.
Crying to each other about how we…

when I was a little girl
Fairy tales were a lost cause
walking the house with my mothers shoes on
Reality was a joke
my nightmares were quite real
Before every action,
a plan was made
of…

Here we go again
another attempt at something unforgivable
why should i try to fix the puzzle if the pieces were thrown away
i thought i learned all those other times
but it only showed off…

Not even her in wildest dreams did she believe
her life would end up this way.
She’d soon sever the stings that tied you to her.
Every word you screamed she choked in her hands
If I had one…

Every letter I’ve written to you is now tattooed on my skull
I waited…Waited for you to write me back with reasons that didn’t cut my heart in half.
Every day ,I day dreamed. For two years.…

A feeling of fullness..
full of life that consumes every part of me
A life one leads to fear the future
I am ashamed,for living in the worlds shadows
I am ashamed for having the courage to …