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Kaitlin Frost Nov 2013
My thoughts are loud when I'm alone
I have to put my head under a pillow to silence them.
That usually won't work.
Sometimes I ask myself if this life is worth living
because it is.
Isn't it?
I want to scream out to the world and let them know it.
Kaitlin Frost Nov 2013
I am at the end of a paved road.
Your taillights are getting dimmer and dimmer.
It is quiet in the world,
like my thoughts.
Am I too shocked or too confused.
Both I think.
I am in denial.
I walk aimlessly.
Who knows where I am going,
I don't really care where.
The world just lost its color-
everything seems gray.
Kaitlin Frost Nov 2013
Is this what it feels like?
I've never felt this way.
I've never cared when it happens.
But now I do.
It feels like there's a hole in my body.
Not in my heart.
Not in my mind.
In my soul.
I just feel like part of me is empty,
like it always has been.
A vacant place inside.
Nothing to cover it up.
I think I tried to,
but you looked behind the curtain.
And saw it empty.
Just empty.
Kaitlin Frost Nov 2013
There's water rushing in
And,I'm the only one who can feel it.
It's filling up my lungs.
I look at the people around me,
I try to scream.
But they can't hear me.
I'm drowning.
Kaitlin Frost Mar 2013
I am an animal.
Scared, cold, and shuttering.
A cage encloses me with steel grips.

My master is good to me, and thoughtful.
He brings me food and water to keep me healthy.
I look behind him to the open gate.
A glimmer of light shines.
He returns my hopeful glance with his cold glare.
My cage is closed and locked tight.

I am free to escape him,
but I can't.
Part of me doesn't want to.
I love my master still.
The cold air whips my body as I lay and wait.
And wait,
and wait.
Kaitlin Frost Jan 2013
I know I can be not all there sometimes,
I know.

Sometimes I like being alone,
I know.

Sometimes I don't treat you with the respect that you deserve,
I know.

But this is what you'll have to deal with.
You can take it or leave it.
Sometimes I think I am just terrible to you.
I treat you like dirt.
I am just used to it ending by now.
I'm sorry.
Kaitlin Frost Dec 2012
Sometimes I wish I didn't exist.
That I could just forget it all.
The way he said it.
The way my skin cringed.
The way I was left.
No more of that.
Lets forget it all.
But I can't help it.
It comes creeping into my mind.
Your touch turns into his.
Your voice is his.
Everything is changing back to that night.
Again and again.
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