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  May 2016 Kat
Veronika
And the wind swept them away
All the blue grass
Where we lay and you made secret plans
It swept the memories

I remember to this day
All the others
Love lost maybe buried in a chorus of a song somewhere

Pictures smiling through the rain
Framed to hide the times we struggled but we felt no pain
We felt nothing

And it's the brightest ones that die
Always falling
Slowly becoming something else

I was hoping we'd get through it all
  May 2016 Kat
Liz And Lilacs
He was afraid that he said the wrong thing,
so I explained to him
that we are not porcelain,
we won't fall apart at the slightest of touches.
And as scared and small and frail as I feel,
I remind myself that I am
flesh and bone and muscle and mind
and a body that fights every day to keep me alive.
We are not porcelain,
so don't be afraid to jostle us, love.
It has been awhile, my friends. I write less poetry when I feel content.
Kat May 2016
I'm stuck in my thoughts
They keep rewinding
A broken record of memories
Forever destroyed
A never ending playlist
None of the good
Only that bad
I want to forget
But this track is stuck on repeat
And there's no un-stucking
  May 2016 Kat
AnnaMarie
Once in my life I wanna be me
I want to stop listening to people's judgements
I want to stop comparing myself to others
I want to stop being like other people
But I can't...

It's like this universe wants me to be like everyone else
People look at me in odd ways when I wear my favorite shirt
They judge my overgrown hair
They laugh at my make-up free face

But the thing is
I like that old shirt that has a burrito on it
My hair is what makes me, me
I don't like make-up

But why do I have to be like everyone else
Why must I constrict my freedom to someone's liking
Just because they say I wouldn't "fit in" if I don't

Maybe it has something to with me
Maybe I just need the confidence to
Jump up and scream
"Hey, I can be different!"

It is going to be difficult to do that
To leave my little bubble
But what if I do leave the bubble,
Does that mean I can be who I wanna be?
  May 2016 Kat
Rach
You know what they say
When one door closes another opens
But what they don't tell you about
Is the time in between
When you are waiting ceaselessly
In an empty room
Kat May 2016
As everyone leaves
We all breathe a sigh of relief
Because though we say we love them and cherish them
We don't always mean it
The world is a revolving door
It cycles out people without knowing who they are
Few stand out most don't at all
It's how life works
As they leave a new set comes in
Showing up the last
Proving to be better
There's remembering the past, but no remembering the people
It's just how life works
So let's breathe a sigh of relief once more
I know I will
Kat May 2016
While I sit here and cry, she sits in the next room laughing and giggling.
While I hate myself, she relishes in the love.
While I want to die, she lives happy and free.
While I die, she soars.
While I hurt, she has joy.
While I break, she mends.
While I scream and cry, she ignores and laughs.

She'll never care.
It's a never ending cycle.
I'm done and gone.
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