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She Will Run

Part 1: His hair falls in waves. Every night, she cries, she caves. Waking in a stranger's bed. With bumps and bruises on her head. She decides she's had enough. She doesn't wanna call his bluff. Running, driving fifty in a forty. She cranks it up to sixty. He was always the bad guy. She thought, just me, myself, and I. Tears streaming down her face. Life or death, now it's a race. Staying out all night. Tomorrow she'll put up a fight.

Lost Without You

Surrounded by you. Your hoodies, blankets, scent. I can't believe I let this happen. I think I'll be lost without you. I just stood there. I couldn't stop you. Guess I'll be crushed without you. Yeah, I've been crushed about you. My world is crumbling. It's like no other pain. Never thought how much I loved you. I think I'm lost without you. I can't believe that I just stood there. I can't believe that I froze up. Well, still crushed. Yeah, I'm still crushed about you. Never

Be Much 

Unfurl your brow. Let your tears fall. Scream as loud as you want. Loud as you can. Relax your shoulders. Let your muscles breathe. Sing as loud as you want. Loud as you can. Take a breath. Let your brain rest. As much as you can. Much as you want. Put on music. Let it calm your nerves. Dance as much as you want. Much as you can. You're something to someone out there. Their reason to smile. Be as much as you want. As much as you can.

Instead...

Here I am. Laying on the floor of my room. Yes, of course, there's music playing. Wishing thoughts, were something you could float on. Instead... Instead, they're weighing me down. Left to die, yes, to die alone...

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My blood. Has been damaged. The disease is now contagious. My veins. They've been poisoned. We had to much running. My lungs. Have started changing. There was just too much around. My head. Has been stuck in clouds. That have continued to grow around me. My heart. Is continuing to beat. Through everytime, it's shattered.

Abyss

“You'll have another chance. We've given you another chance to live.” And then, it went black. One beep. Then another. And another. Then, rapid beeping. I can't see anything. It's all black. Eyes glued to the back of their lids. All I know is I can't see. People were yelling. My arm got cold. I was burning up. And then, it went black. Many beeps. Loud beeps. Quick beeps. Suddenly felt like someone held a lighter to me. Slowly walked it down my arm. Someone screamed. My heart

Time & Nature

Time flies. On a magic carpet. With a broken hourglass. He's uncontrollable. Throwing his watches. Losing silver sand. Nature kills. With new rapid speeds. And deadly new forces. She's unstoppable. Impaling mountains. And dramatic floods. There's no comparison. Time will fly. As Nature kills.

So was I

One. Then two. My collar. My wrist. Repeatedly, I was kissed. The windows are shut, but Rain's still coming in. One on my forehead. Another on my lip. He runs down my face. Leaving a trail in his wake. One last kiss. Sky was crying. And now, so was I. Our sobs seemed synchronized. But all I could hear were her halos.

Cold...

My hand is cold. The one that used to sweat with yours. But now it's cold. Cold and numb. I once played in the rain. I used to sweat,...

Saturday Night

Another, Sober, Saturday night. Wish I knew, Just how long, He was around. Fifth, Sober, Saturday Night. Haven't touched, Any phones, Since you left. Hungover, Sober, Saturday night. You got, A side, Guy? On this, Sober, Saturday night. You're sad, I'm not, Around. But I do believe, I never left, But. Enjoy this, Sober, Saturday night.

Summer

Summer flings. Pools and flip-flops. Silly summer things. There goes a drip and drops. Camping from home. No soap on the ship. Just see how it foams. No soap for the trip. Midnight tans. And suddenly, him by the fire. Don't you dare move you hands. How do I hide such desire? Oh, I can't do this. Can I have, just one more kiss?

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Foot heavy on the medal. Eyes closing, feels like metal. A little sinful stocks in the cup holder. I feel like I've been hit by a boulder. The wind in my hair. No, I won't share. This bud is for the birds. My emotions stirred. Scars are busting. And everything is bleeding. Still driving down the road. We talked forever, it's all about codes. The words in the song. Voices still say I don't belong. That's my music blaring. It's so daring. Rain falls on my arm some more. It just

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