These sharp edges you left behind, they cut so deep; and I guess maybe I am just not dying enough.
ODD KENI’ve been quiet most of today. By which I mean I can see myself in the mirror; And believe me it is something hard to look at these days.
More Odd Ken Quotes
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All through the depression, I was the soft toy in the hands of a baby with sharp teeth.
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Breathe in the pain and bring out the wounds. It’s only a process and you’ll learn to survive the rest.
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It is my dying wish to travel around the world; to feel this hurt in a slightly different way!
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Perhaps I mistook the pain with work in progress.
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Give everything some time; pain hasn’t learn to walk yet.
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Somedays depression is tender, as though hurting is just an art; and that maybe she didn’t break me more than enough!
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What if love has always been the quench and the fire? or perhaps all we need to lose to find all we need to have?
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I knew you would leave someday; And from there a poet will be born from the ashes.
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In the end the salt calls the ocean home; and I guess this is why drowning has always been a part of loving you.
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You’re gone. And I think I’m only trying to mean a lot to myself too.
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Please the night’s cold, not her name again!
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To heal is to be constantly reminded that once you learn to punch, you die with blood on your wrist.
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I can feel the dust of her skin in my skin; and I think maybe that means these bones of mine have grown weary of crying too.
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After healing I’ll run back to her – of course this poem demands a brutal ending!
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I forget how our story started; but these days I’m finding the missing pieces behind every exhale, where I left the words standing with sore feet.
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Just as it demands blood, to meet bone, It’ll forever take something painful to understand pain.
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When I say I love you, I mean something raw something below the surface of all waters; something almost too naked and true!
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I can sing love; only I’m afraid the lyrics might get shattered again.
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And when the cold comes, I swear I can feel her in my bones.
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In the end not every bleeding thing dies; at least, not like a paper plays in fire.
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Sometimes even in pain we smile to the world until we think we’re dying.
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I swear I love her so much that somedays I can’t quite tell if I’m just a good liar.
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I guess we all understand the love language fine; but maybe truth is we’re just too fluent in goodbyes.
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Maybe water is not entirely lost when soaked into sand. Maybe it finds a better resting place to call home; and I hope she did too.
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There’s a constant battle of me and healing; all of which still sits burning and intricately perplexed in ink.
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Like a fractured bone in the ribs, the heart can be painfully heavy sometimes.
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