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Kipperoni Shares
Into the quiet mind of KIP

Welcome in, take a sit, and enjoy your reads! This is my creative writing blog where I get to share what I usually can't. I hope you enjoy and welcome to Kipperonishares!
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How do you Miss...
How do you miss the sight... glistening cheeks? world falling? glittery sleeves? curtain close? How do you miss the sound... silent scream? fatal falls? shattering hearts? curtain close? How do you miss the smell... having fun? being alive? painkillers? curtain close? How do you miss the taste... of hate? night terrors? another's lips? curtain close? How do you miss the feel... glass shards? of their body on yours? dripping on the floor? curtain close? Do you miss me... or my


Questions
What to do? What to do? Curled up in a ball. Writing on the wall. Who are you? Who are you? Wants to talk to someone else. I guess I'll wait, till the ice melts. Where are you? Where are you? Said I'd pick you up when you fall. But then you left me, here to bawl. Who hurt you? Who hurt you? Just talk to me baby. I'm sorry I'm a little crazy. How to stop from starting over? How to stop from starting over? I know, you won't budge. Heart clutch. Why don't you confide in me? Why
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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


An Angel Raging
Can't hide it. Can't fight it. The fire's throwing a fit. We skipped. You sipped. And then, I was ditched. They're getting louder. The smell of gunpowder. But they were nothing, nothing without her. Taste of something chalky. . Yeah, I'm short and scrawny. Its only a physical body. I've started changing. Air I am gaining. An angel raging. Can't hide it. Can't fight it. The fire's throwing a fit.
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.


Battle of Bottles
The drugs are the only thing keeping me stable. Tears keep falling and clouds are rolling. My music blaring and my head a-pounding. Nothing left to keep me sane. Downing another bottle, just for the fame. Popping a few more than I probably should. The nights are long, all night crying. Silently screaming, it's getting real tempting. Just a few more and another clean bottle. It's me that's the problem, it's not a disease. Don't tell me to fight it, I'm done with this battle. P
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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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