Author: Kimber Michaela

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I stand with my eyes closed
so that I can’t see the sorrow and pity
in their faces.
They think I am silent because I’m fighting
the inner turmoil of now being a widow.
Everyone leaves and goes on with their day.

I am standing alone.
It is not a foreign emotion for me thou
many wouldn’t know this.
It wasn’t something to be shown.

A million thoughts run through my mind.
I finally open my eyes and look down.
The secret is forever sealed in your urn
buried in the fresh dirt beneath my feet.

I am the ONE who is standing NOW!

(c) 2011 Kimber Michaela

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Good Night
my friend
we’ve gotten through another battle.

Good Night
my friend
you are safe for now.

Good Night
my friend
let me kiss your head and show
thou we are from different worlds
we want the same thing
love and acceptance.

Good Night
my friend
sleep well, I will watch over you
on this starry night.

(c) 2012 Kimber Michaela

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Maybe it was the intimate conversation or
the seductive looks.
Maybe it was the wine that relaxed me.
Maybe it was the rich chocolate cheesecake that
melted in my mouth.
Maybe it was I couldn’t wait to get
to the hotel room.
I didn’t care if everyone saw me.
I crawled across the table.
I just had to taste you.
Maybe it was me being lonely.
Maybe I should have asked your date
if she minded if I did this???
You didn’t seem to!!!!

(c) 2010 Kimber Michaela
She reminds me of Sandra Bullock

Image deviantart Awakening by Burakulker

I will no longer be the victim.
I stand on the cliff and turn
myself towards the heavens.
I send you to be the beautiful and
strong as you always have been.
I will no longer be a victim.
I have let myself be forever free.

(c) 2012 Kimber Michaela

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The cracks of the heart
it seems are never ending.

Nothing has nourished it
so, it has died a slow death.

My love is too late, my blood
cannot bring it back to LIFE.

(c) 2011 Kimber Michaela

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Exposing the heart
is a dangerous thing.
It feels like your sitting
in the middle of the trap.
Everyone is ready to sink
their teeth in you.
If you get caught in their grasp!

(c) 2012 Kimber Michaela

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Love sometimes
sneaks up on us
and it’s found where you
least expect it ?

Don’t think it’s always easy
you have to risk a lot to hold
it in your hand!

(c) 2012 Kimber Michaela

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Time has stood still for so long.
My chest is empty no air in my lungs.
My heart no longer beats.
My face long covered I don’t see or hear.
All the same my claws grip firmly for what was.
Time has stopped, but I stand ready.
If the second hand starts to move once again.

(c) 2018 Kimber Michaela

Most would wonder why there so special.
If you have walked in who owns them.
They have seen sadness that cuts so deep,
the scars may never heal.
They have seen happiness that was surely
God pouring his love in their hearts.
They have seen the confusion of what is right,
wrong and things missing.
They have seen death, fitting if that would seem
normal in the circumstances.
But some death of senseless heartaches,
only the higher powers know why.
At the end of the day, they’re put in the box
closing the day done.
In the morning, they’re put back on again.
So, she can stand and fight for justice once more.

(c) 2016 Kimber Michaela

You’re a friend, a confidant someone to trust that is what you tell me.
Then why do I have wounds on my back from the sharp knife you hold in your hands.
There is nowhere to hide, who is going to care is evident with this situation.
You have moved the first piece of the game
I am tougher than you think.
You had missed noticing the scars that had already been there by others before.
Friend or Foe
how that changes when your knife is sticking in your own back
blood dripping on the floor…
My hands are clean, my fingerprints are not on the knife.
Those before me, have gotten tired of your game, they won’t take the shit anymore.

(c) 2018 Kimber Michaela