Sparks shoot up and light the night sky.

Some rain down on you and it
feels great and you feel alive with caring.

The next set stop mid air and die out.

The first set was not meant for you
it was a miss calculation.

Your night sky will no longer be bright,
his spark has gone away.

© 2018 Kimber Michaela

I’m A Mess

I’m a mess it seems not,
really good to anyone right now.

I need to get a hold or
they might all walkaway.

Others have it together or
seem to be, whether it is wisdom,
maturity or education.|

Why have someone you always have
to pick up the pieces of their life
and remind them.

What they have already known
and hope I get it together and
before it becomes to late for
some one to help put up
the pieces for the last time.

They are tired of me not getting
it together!

As they say you can’t help someone
who won’t do  themselves.

Sadly it is too late, they
have already walked away.

Now, I’m left to pick up the pieces,
but they have taken some with them.

Maybe a reminder of what I never could do.

© 2018 Kimber Michaela

Lone Rose


A lone rose among thorns
its blossomed from a bud to now.
But no one has been able to touch it, feel
the petals against their skin or
smell its sweet scent.

The pain has been to great when
anyone has attempted
The more they try  the hue
has becomes blood red some would call it.
And it falls deeper in the thorns.

A lone rose remains among the thorns
it will die if no one try’s to love it.

© 2011 Kimber Michaela

@ShashaSelflove 10/19/18 – Two Steps

I so relate to this, had to share. Please read her other work.



There is so much going on that everything seems to be in spin cycle, it is exciting and scary all at the same time. School, work and an actual social life takes the air right out of my lungs. The strange part is that I had been working towards this all along and all at once it came together. It never is one thing at a time, just like that it is a sprint towards exploring this different world.

That’s life, right? So much preparing, praying and watching from the sidelines until it is finally your turn. There is so much excitement surrounding it all that I have to remind myself to take it all in, a snap shot helps memorialize how all it took was one step in front of the other. Truth be told, that is the hardest thing to do.

We each struggle with something in our…

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You think

You think you have won
that smug look says it all on your face.
You open your mouth to muck me once more,
but nothing comes out.
That smug look turns in confusion,
then fear and panic.
Your words or actions will never hurt me again.
They have left you in the end as
you have left me.

(C) 2014 Kimber Michaela