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Kate Lion Sep 2014
he opened his window to the darkness
put on his shades and stared at the stars in captivated awe

i never saw anything but light in his smile
never thought that he could tear a delicate,beautiful creature to pieces

but the phone rang at 4:00 this afternoon
and i saw the crestfallen face of my sister that matched the face of the crescent moon

he confronted the darkness
he told her it had place in him

but he broke the open window
he broke through the darkness
he poured star dust into her trembling hands
(he didn't know that he turned gray
didn't know it all would fade)

she is alone now
but doesn't know how to put the contents of broken trust into an urn and leave it on the fireplace

but
he put off the darkness

and he will not go back to sleep in the morning
he will battle himself
until
the daylight
comes
  Sep 2014 Kate Lion
Andrew Durst
We are all
just lifetimes
searching for
       infinities.
     And the broken
    parts or who
we were
      should never
          be excluded
   from the beauty
of what we
are.
     -Andrew Durst
Kate Lion Sep 2014
i saw a friend from middle school tonight
he looked different, his pants were so tight and he talked different

i wish that i'd said hi
i wish that i'd hurdled over my pride
but we were both too afraid to say anything

and it was in that moment that i realized
that neither of us have changed since 9th grade year
it was an awkward silence that has followed us since our awkward stage as teenagers
(and now im 21)
Kate Lion Sep 2014
After hitting a brick wall with your face
Over

And

Over again

After walking against a rubber band that refused to be broken

(for 18 months)

After wading through snow and sleet and humidity and fire and water and electricity and deserts and Edens and hells

After rubbing dollar store ointment on the battle scars and scribbling pointless questions in your diary
(asking if it was all worth it)
tattooing the pointless answers to your forehead, wishing that you were more capable of deep thoughts

When the dust settles
When the roar of the engines have died
When the ugly monsters stop rearing their heads
When all of the hornets retreat

You look down

And realize that what you were overcoming all this time

Was yourself.
Kate Lion Sep 2014
i let
my lips
get chapped on purpose
so i wont
be tempted
to kiss you
on our date tonight

i let my hands get dry and cracked
so i will have no problem in keeping them folded on my lap

i took some heavy blows to the knees
so if i dont want to walk very far with you there will be no rational reason to be angry at me

and i would show and tell you all of these things to drive you away

but i know that you dont care
youre the first boy thats ever been in love with my mind
(beautiful, right?)
and im not scared to the point that i would be willing to self-destruct
(i am a little bit more logical than that, i value my thoughts more than that
they're the only thing i have power over, anyway)

youre the first one that has ever encouraged me to do what i love
(and maybe i love you for that)
Kate Lion Sep 2014
when you split an atom we all know what happens
so why do i doubt myself
being so small?

if an ant can lift a lot more than its own body weight
then shouldn't i at least be capable of lifting myself
of rising
of sleeping above the stars
Kate Lion Sep 2014
"I'm just not into you"
Pour water on their hearts
Stamp the embers with my shoe
I don't carry matches, a flint, or gasoline
But the sparks fly, anyway
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