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Kaitlyn Psa Jun 2016
The heart is a magnificent creature
It carries the ultimate burden
The dead weight of the body it fuels,
and the constant struggle from the soul it owns
Without your heart your body cannot live
Without heart, your body is an empty shell
Nothing truly matters
And with all the things that the heart can take,
It wears and tears with such ease
Heartbreak is a common and ferocious disease
It poisons the mind and clouds your judgement
And it comes in so many different shapes and sizes
Heartbreak is the enemy of hearts everywhere.
~FIN~
Kaitlyn Psa Jun 2016
One deep breath of you was all it took
One word uttered and I was yours
Your souless eyes took me by surprise
You were my worst addiction....
You took me in your hand and,
molded me with ease
I changed who I was
Becoming someone I did not want to be
You were kind and gentle at the start
It was a joyful infactuation
Until suddenly I crashed and started burning
You were my worst addiction.....
You dragged me across the rocks
Betraying me
Your loyal servant
It was a shock I did not forsee
I was a beautiful flower
Whos petals you took for your own
Leaving me naked and wounded
You were my worst addiction....
You were the monster
I feared would come and take me in the night
Until suddenly I found the will
To stand my ground and fight
I used strength to send you far away
So now you look for a new victim
You'll be there worst addiction.
There is no real rhythem or flow to this story for a purpose. I wanted to make it messy and blotchy in order to portray the discomfort and stress of the relationship displayed through this poem.
Kaitlyn Psa Jun 2016
Im pushing hard with all i've got
Yet nothing is ever good enough
I am racing to the finish line
I am clawing to the top
My body keeps on growing old
While my mind is stuck in time
I lose more than I seem to win
The balance is not right
I know one day....
That I'll be dead,
It just feels...
wrong

-Kaitlyn
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Kaitlyn Psa Jun 2016
Alone

I question everything I am
My Life
My Goals
My Purpose
I look up at night and lie awake afraid to sleep,
Constantly wondering about the end
Afraid I will die with no one to hold
Afraid that no one will ever really know me
Afraid that the last moments I spend alive,
Will be spent feeling the way I always feel

Alone

— The End —