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  • iamkoi 2w

    Survival

    How many days have past again here in this place?

    A place of mercy masking a political race

    Covered by my fears, year after year

    When I don't cut myself inside out

    You're here to break my bones with your doubt

    In my mind is a sanctuary of exotic birds and extinct species

    Next to the graveyard of disease

    Knock, knock, knock on these green house walls

    Periodically death enters to ruin it all

    I fight the fight to stay alive

    You can beat me with my bones

    I will survive

    Crawling, shaking, I'll still fight

    I might be tired

    I might cry

    But I know

    I. Just. Know.

    I'll still fight

    I will survive
    ©iamkoi

  • iamkoi 2w

    Survival

    How many days have past again here in this place?

    A place of mercy masking a political race

    Covered by my fears, year after year

    When I don't cut myself inside out

    You're here to break my bones with your doubt

    In my mind is a sanctuary of exotic birds and extinct species

    Next to the graveyard of disease

    Knock, knock, knock on these green house walls

    Periodically death enters to ruin it all

    I fight the fight to stay alive

    You can beat me with my bones

    I will survive

    Crawling, shaking, I'll still fight

    I might be tired

    I might cry

    But I know

    I. Just. Know.

    I'll still fight

    I will survive
    ©iamkoi

  • iamkoi 2w

    O5

    There's this girl

    She sits on porch steps

    She's holding her own hands

    It's the closest to comfort she'll ever get

    She breaks her own heart

    Trusting the wrong

    But keeps her frown hidden upside down

    For now

    I don't even see myself when I cry myself to sleep

    I don't even know myself

    I'm stuck in a daydream

    I don't even know what I look like when I cry myself to sleep at night

    Every night, since O5

    I cry myself into my dreams

    Out went the porch lights

    It was blind leading the blind

    She dated a boy, who chipped away at her like a piece of wood

    But she held on as hard as she could

    Because she didn't think she was worth anything at the time

    She'd found someone to hold her hand

    It was the most uncomfortable comfort she'd ever get.

    Some parts of her still sit on that porch

    Knowing the house behind her burned down with its torch

    Some parts of her are with that boy

    That he gets to keep

    Forever in his memory

    Breaking her own heart

    Trusting the wrong

    She continue to keep the frown hidden upside down

    For now
    ©iamkoi

  • iamkoi 2w

    Wanted

    I want.

    I just want.

    I want happiness.

    I want it to come to me and stay loyally.

    I want my hopes to manifest.

    I want my dreams to come true.

    I want to be fulfilled to the greatest degree.

    I want to breathe.

    I want to wake up one day and say:

    "Yes, this is where I am. This is home. This is right. This is me."
    ©iamkoi

  • iamkoi 3w

    Luck

    We all talk about luck

    About miracles

    How some people turned things around

    "They're lucky."

    "It was a miracle."

    But was it, really?

    Is it possible that there are only a few people out here that are the chosen ones?

    One in a million

    One in 7 billion

    Doesn't that seem a little off?

    If the rest of us aren't lucky, then are we all unlucky?

    But why?

    Is there a way to fix this?

    ....

    What if we choose ourselves?

    Now that, that is a miracle.
    ©iamkoi

  • iamkoi 4w

    Hard

    It's hard.

    Everything is hard.

    Everything I do is hard.

    Everything I say is hard.

    My thoughts are hard.

    My life is hard.

    Everything is hard.

    It's hard to 'complain'

    It's hard to live in vain

    It's hard to love

    It's even harder to trust

    Everything is hard
    ©iamkoi

  • iamkoi 4w

    Free

    I want to be free

    Like the birds in the sky

    They fly so high

    Almost to leave this world entirely

    I want to be free

    Like the giants of the ocean

    Moving only forward

    I want to be free

    Like the deer dancing through the forest

    Night and day

    Like creatures who surf the tree trunks while at play

    I want to be free

    Like the masses of minerals exploring the universe endlessly

    I want to be free

    I want to be me

    I want to be free
    ©iamkoi

  • iamkoi 5w

    Hope

    In a little dirt corner

    Lies the shiniest thing

    Glimmering in the dark behind you

    When the clouds surround you

    Remember

    Even if you have nothing

    You have hope
    ©iamkoi

  • iamkoi 6w

    City lights

    City lights strung like fireflies

    Separating the the ocean and night sky

    If you follow the path

    We can meet at the end of these streets

    Where the city lights end and the sky touches the water again.
    ©iamkoi

  • iamkoi 6w

    Sun and Tiger

    Under the tree the tiger lay

    The clouds in the sky parted ways,

    Promising to see each other again someday

    Sun looked down on poor tiger

    He had something to say

    Cry, cry, cry, tiger cry

    Without the pain, you cannot feel joy

    Cry, cry, cry, tiger cry

    Lift yourself up and try

    With every fall you will rise

    Cry, cry, cry, tiger cry

    Shed your tears today and tomorrow rejoice
    ©iamkoi