kati-isaacson
American
Seventeen. Swedish, German, Welsh, Scottish, Irish. Film lover, book lover, life lover. I would really appreciate feedback on my work, I want to improve as much as I possibly can. / / Where you can find me: / therewasyou.deviantart.com / i-talktosnakes.tumblr.com
my mama was right when she said
"there'll be days like this"
she didn't say how to keep the nightmares out
she sprinkled the salt round the house
on window sills
under doors
i don't know what she was looking for
but she looked
more and more
until her eyes just couldn't see anymore
"there'll be days like this"
my mama said
Apr 2, 2012
Apr 2, 2012 at 4:19 PM UTC
there is a girl who lives inside my bones
she hibernates in my heart
she burrows beneath my ribcage
[she tears and claws to escape]
her eyes cut through me like knives
her fingers play the same two chords
my veins are her keys
[she whispers into my ear as i sleep]
she has tiny bird bones
and she keeps the salt underneath the bed
it takes longer to make the monsters leave our body
[but they always do]
she never comes when i am alone
she appears at night
she knows she isn't welcome
[she stays in hopes that i'll run back to her]
her small hands hold me down
fragile fingers lace my throat
she won't give up until she's done
until my lungs collapse
and i erupt like a solar flare
[and i don't blame her]
Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 2:24 PM UTC