K.M. Brenson

I usually write about darker themes, but I am definitely going to try and change that. Please give me feedback, I would greatly appreciate it.

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K.M. Brenson

I usually write about darker themes, but I am definitely going to try and change that. Please give me feedback, I would greatly appreciate it.

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Following

Grief

K.M. Brenson

2 min read

Grief

It’s a never ending cycle

A constant uphill battle

Most days I’m okay

I know you couldn’t stay

You fought to stay here

But your body got so tired

And you surrendered to the calm

On that sad and fateful day

It’s been almost three years

I’ve processed this a lot

But sometimes it still sneaks up

Ripping apart my heart

As I crave your warm embrace

Your kind and gentle touch

On ...

Poetry

YA fiction

Regrets

K.M. Brenson

1 min read

If only

We often hear this phrase in moments of regret

If only I had been there

If only I saw the signs

If only I said this

Maybe that’s okay

To express regrets with this phrase

Perhaps that’s what we need to say

When we know why we failed to succeed

But this phrase is not always bad

It is often misunderstood

It can express empathy and sadness

It can be used for good

It can tel...

Poetry

YA fiction

Home

K.M. Brenson

1 min read

Home is where the heart is

At least, that’s what everyone says

That home is where you belong

Full of family and friends

But what if I’m different

What if I have a new perspective

Something that they don’t understand

I’m a typical introvert

Neurodivergent too

I’m not the same

There is no us

Just me and you

I prefer to be alone

Seeking solace with my thoughts

I have one good friend ...

Poetry

YA fiction

Mirrors of the Mind

K.M. Brenson

1 min read

I tend to stay up late at night

Usually until two or three o’clock

Many people call me crazy

But this is when my mind is most clear

When I can truly sit and think

When my thoughts don’t disappear

For it’s always late at night

When my creativity lights its spark

When I write my poems and stories

With their themes so complex and dark

It’s late at night as I write this now

When a thought ...

Poetry

YA fiction

Life

K.M. Brenson

1 min read

Life

What is this strange concept

Is it as simple as our hearts beating in our chests

Is it laying down at night to rest

But flowers do not rest

Neither do the leaves on the trees

So what is it then?

What connects the things that have life?

What connects us and them?

The answer

Is actually quite simple

It’s simple, yet so sad

To know that in order to be alive

You must also be able t...

Poetry

Drama

Frozen In Time

K.M. Brenson

1 min read

Waiting

Anticipation

Adrenaline

Shaking

This is how a performer feels onstage

When you find joy and comfort in the spotlight

When two minutes feels like two seconds

You don’t notice the crowd

You don’t hear them

You don’t see them

It’s just you

You and your passion

I put in hours of practice

Always perfecting my skills

I’m often asked why

Why I give up my life to practice and ...

Poetry

YA fiction

Learning To Live Again

K.M. Brenson

2 min read

Everything is so peaceful here. I feel weightless, like I’m floating. All the pain from before is gone, I don’t question it. There’s no point in worrying when everything’s clearly fine. It’s quiet, calm, there’s no stress, no need to rush. I’ve never felt anything like this before. The temperature is perfect, it’s not too dark or bright. Everything is perfect.

So why do I feel as if something is ...

Mystery

Thriller

Can You Hear Me?

K.M. Brenson

1 min read

Can you hear me?

We hear that phrase so many times in our lives

It’s a phrase that we both love and despise

It’s amazing really

What that phrase can do

It can make others be silent

Force them to listen to you

It gives you a power unlike any other

To make others listen and see them cower

But on the flip side

We cower in fear

You silence our voices

As the end draws near

How will I survi...

Poetry

Thriller

Where Past and Present Meet.

K.M. Brenson

2 min read

My heart sinks as I see the person my mind created at 14. Her black hair in a short pixie cut, the bright emerald green eyes. She’s tall, about 5’8” and her skin is even and pale. Her proportions are perfect in every way. Her makeup is a perfect balance between dark and natural, drawing even more attention to her eyes. I’m saddened as I see the long sleeve black crop top along with a black miniski...

Fantasy

It’s Not Fair

K.M. Brenson

2 min read

My heart is pounding, I can’t focus on anything. He can’t be gone, he just… can’t. I… I don’t understand. He was supposed to be invincible. He was supposed to beat it. All I can see is his body, right there, in a casket. I’m only fourteen. What am I going to do without him? This wasn’t how my life was supposed to go. He was supposed to teach me to drive, see me graduate, bring me to college, help ...

Drama