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Katelyn Billat Dec 2017
The trees were iced over, gleaming white.
They lined the railroad
As if the tracks were a red carpet
Awaiting royal steps.
Suddenly we appeared in the frosty scene,
Like children exploring our world.
The trees watched on silent,
yearning for a reaction.
Maybe he could be their king.
Oh, maybe I could be their queen.
Katelyn Billat Dec 2017
It was a cold dark night.
The moon hung bright
In the starry eternal sky.

It was a night I
Would usually be afraid of,
But as we shivered on the dock,
Surrounded by the shimmering water,
I was at ease.
In your arms I felt peace.
Katelyn Billat Dec 2017
A free ocean mind
With piercing siren eyes
Beach golden locks
A sunset soul
Katelyn Billat Nov 2017
She took the joy.
She took him.
She killed me in the process.
My carcass decayed.
I was left for dead
But life began to make
Its way through me again.
Coneflowers sprouted from my ribcage.
Vines began to tangle up my spine.
Lilacs grew through my skull
I was alive again
with new strength and a
Bliss that came from within.
Katelyn Billat Nov 2017
I have this dream
In my mind,
That I will leave
This town with the one.

We will head west,
We will stop everywhere
And anywhere.
Take our time.

Live.

We will spend hours
In endless flower beds
In mossy forests
In crystal clear waters

We will drive and
Listen to every type
Of song,
New and known.

Yes, there will be arguments.
Nothing is perfection,
But I believe we will come close.

As the wind rushes
through our hair
We will be free,
And full of forgiveness.

We will visit new towns,
Make legendary memories.
Watch the lights of skyscrapers
As one by one, they go out.

Visit vintage diners
On the side of the road,
Learn everything
about each other.

For wanderlust has filled me,
And I dream
That we will be nomads
One day.
Katelyn Billat Nov 2017
I grabbed at my chest,
Wanting to rip out my lungs
as they suffocated my heart.

I originally thought you
poisoned my heart but
Maybe your
Apple pie
Maple syrup
Cinnamon
Fragrance
Corrupted my lungs and
Turned them evil.

They squeeze together and
Dis-form  themselves just to hurt
My heart.

I cant breath when I think of you,
No, not in a good way.
Katelyn Billat Oct 2017
I want to smile for once,
So I pick up the sharp blade
And carve it deeper into my cheeks.
As the blood trails over my chin and jaw,
runs down my neck,
Finally, I'm smiling.
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