Love Less

Love Less by kalika I can’t write about love, because I don’t know what it means. for how can you know of something you’ve never really seen. a million conversations with a thousand different men, I’ve played the game so long; I’m well aware of how it ends. they play silly little word games and get into your head. let me keep it simple; the game always ends in “go drop dead.” a sock who’s met their maker, but what’s a ‘catch’ without a mate? God says I’m a failure, so I’m starting to lose my faith. go love a little more, so you can end up loving less. toughen up for a war, is love still worth the constant stress?

Love Less

-kalika

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A. Scarlet Heart by kalika my heart’s now made of darkness, I’ll play your game. on my chest; draw a scarlet A; I’ll take all the blame. if you’re gonna brand me a villain, I’ll light up this flame. I’ll spark a match just to watch the world burn in your name. speak of the mighty devil, and she shall appear. she’ll take everything from ya since you volunteered. they say money’s the root of all evil, but they’ve never met me. I play with the devil’s advocate; don’t dare bet against me. get ready and heed my warning; you ought to expect me. a necessary evil, I had to become; you will never forget me. I will take you down with me to face hellish frontiers. we’ll go to hell in a hand-basket to find what you fear. I’ll summon my rebellious hellions, and zip up my Reaper jacket. I’ll melt and mix up magic to place poison in your brass cup. with threads of molten hot malevolence, I’ll weave a flower basket. rafflesias, wolfsbane, and monkey orchids, I’ll lay them in your casket. speak of the mighty devil, and I shall appear. I’ll take everything from ya; for you volunteered. you’ll go to hell in a hand-basket; I’ll learn what you fear. you’re coming down with me to face hellish frontiers.

A. Scarlet Heart

my heart’s now made of darkness,

I’ll play your game.

on my chest; draw a scarlet A;

I’ll take all the blame.

if you’re gonna brand me a villain,

I’ll light up this flame.

I’ll spark a match just to watch the

world burn in your name.

speak of the mighty devil, and she shall appear.

she’ll take everything from ya since you volunteered.

they say money’s the root of all evil,

but they’ve never met me.

I play with the devil’s advocate;

don’t dare bet against me.

get ready and heed my warning;

you ought to expect me.

a necessary evil, I had to become;

you will never forget me.

I will take you down with me to face hellish frontiers.

we’ll go to hell in a hand-basket to find what you fear.

I’ll summon my rebellious hellions,

and zip up my Reaper jacket.

I’ll melt and mix up magic to place

poison in your brass cup.

with threads of molten hot malevolence,

I’ll weave a flower basket.

rafflesias, wolfsbane, and monkey orchids,

I’ll lay them in your casket.

speak of the mighty devil, and I shall appear.

I’ll take everything from ya; for you volunteered.

you’ll go to hell in a hand-basket; I’ll learn what you fear.

you’re coming down with me to face hellish frontiers.

-kalika

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The End

The End

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8 months ago
Edge of Faith If I need reminding, I’m the worst to ever live, I’ll call him on the phone to get a lecture or opinion. He’ll tell me that I’m crazy, He fills my mind with memories, recounts all the times I’ve failed; so I’ll bare this heavy cross, and he’ll come with all his nails. After striking the metal against my rotting flesh, He’ll hang a giant metal of defeat around my neck. He’ll beat me with his words, then cut me ‘til I bleed. then I’ll give up all my worth, and practice what he preached. I’ll hold anger inside, dine on a feast of resentment. My pain will never subside; I surely am his worst investment. Sometimes I’d soon rather die than admit he was right. Sometimes I cry out to the night, resigned to “this life is mine” If I’d lived another’s story, been cut by a different knife; maybe I’d have earned glory and possess the will to survive. Now, I’ll end this call shortly, just let me tell my dad goodbye. -kalika

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Cold Pizza at 5AM by kalika I wake up screaming swimming in a sea of nightmares again; covered in sweat, heart racing, jaw clenched. There you are when I'm dreaming-- an earthquake; I'm trembling. How did I let you crawl back in? You make me sick, of that I'm adamant.

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Cataclysm

Cataclysm

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7 months ago

Walking Dead

Walking Dead

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8 months ago
When I'm feeling too happy, I play sad songs to remind me that the world and I don't get along

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Sea Me by kalika I walk along the beach at midnight just to hear the waves roll in the tide. This is the place I come to speak to all the feelings I can’t define. I search for long lost expressions in washed up shells along the sand, so perhaps, I might stumble upon the words to stand on hearty land. The ocean really sees me; it’s vast abyss can hold my depth; and deep down past the shallow water, lies all the secrets I have kept. Shelled skeletons lie hidden, beneath the sound bed of sea snails; but I’ve come to recognize that dead seashells tell no tales. Like blood in my veins, waves pound the rocks when I stand on this promontory; watching as water wears my heart of stone, so that I may share this untold story. The ocean has a way of drowning all of my sorrows and laments as if the sound of the sea itself, seeks to make sobering amends. The wind whispers to me across the sea a truth long sunk in a shipwreck, ‘you have forgotten who you are; fondly gaze and you’ll soon reflect’ As the sea’s spindrift splashes tiny drops ironically glistening on my face. I’m flooded by a sense of cosmic vertigo; I am but a small tear in this vast place.

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8 months ago
Underwhelmed

underwhelmed

“Don’t wear shorts above

the knees as you do that way.”

“Why do you come to work

dressed so fancy every day?”

“Flirt more, work for it;

I find that’s the hottest.”

“Try not to be so sexual,

women should be more modest.”

“You should wear less makeup,

don’t hide away your gorgeous face.”

“Wear more makeup

because you look so tired today!”

“Make sure you dye your hair

to the roots so it’s the blondest.”

“You should change your hair

back to brown; I’m just being honest.”

“Don’t talk so much in class;

you’re taking up too much space.”

“Why don’t you talk more?

I know you got something to say.”

“You should finish up school,

to ensure you’re the sharpest.”

“Don’t go to school at all

if you want to be a real artist.”

If I let the world control me,

it’ll rip me to shreds.

It’ll take this tapestry I’ve woven

and turn it into threads.

If I let the world control me,

I won’t understand myself.

IF I WAS ALL THE WORLD

WANTED ME TO BE,

YOU’D FIND YOURSELF …underwhelmed.

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