kenny : Writing

Coin

Coin

A Poem by kenny


In the bottom of a glass, with no time left to pass, fading in a rest stop, in the pocket of a cop. Held in value by each and every one, World can't s..
A poem, I wrote, made up, of poems, I wrote.

A poem, I wrote, made up, of poems, I wrote.

A Poem by kenny


A poem, I wrote, made up, of poems, I wrote.
Dark Morning

Dark Morning

A Poem by kenny


To awake to a broken spirit, To hurt within so bad you feel it. To force yourself up with the sun, to make yourself go on yet another run. Every minut..
Keep

Keep

A Poem by kenny


To hold on to what I had,And relapse into what was so sad. Every now and again the numbing fades, and you return to my heart with all your blades.Bloo..
rant 0015 Vengeance

rant 0015 Vengeance

A Story by kenny


One of the things I feel society just either fails to grasp, or is just to lazy to dig deeper about, is vengeance. There are thousands of sayings that..
Disfigured.

Disfigured.

A Poem by kenny


Marks of pain across the flesh. Tales of misery they confess, blood laced and misguided, in your heart I confided. Betrayed by everything I cared abou..
quiet.

quiet.

A Poem by kenny


the soft tone of my patience, is often mistaken in ignorance, as apathy and uncaring. but instead I find it's volume glaring. In a world full of screa..
Burden of Atlas

Burden of Atlas

A Poem by kenny


Sick to my stomach with pain. I can no longer bear the strain. So heavy it weighs down on me,so tired I can no longer see. crushed beneath that which ..
False Defender

False Defender

A Poem by kenny


To hear you speak of love and joy, when it is you that broke this boy. To think you would run so quickly to their side,when you walked away while I cr..
shove

shove

A Poem by kenny


Raise your voice and bite the dirt, don't like it? does it hurt? Guess it just ain't your day. Because no matter how far you runaway...it is on the en..