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Kate Dec 2013
The day it all stopped.
She looked at me
For the last time.
That day,
The Worst Day.
While lying still in that bed
With the white sheets
And the machines
And the tubes
And the beeping.
The Beeping.
It wouldn't stop.
It still echoes in my brain
And in my heart,
Where she left a big hole.
She ripped it out of me
And took it with her
But that's okay.
I don't mind.
It looks better
On her
Kate Jun 2013
You don't look at me like you used to
You don't hold me like you used to
You don't kiss me like you used to
You don't love me like you used to
And I know you're sick
I know you're tired
But I might still love you
Don't you still love me too?
Let me try again.
Kate May 2013
You watched my body
A crumpled up shape on your mattress
My eyes
Rivers of untold stories
Stories of death and disease and decay
You watched as I built walls
To hide these feelings
That should never show
I am supposed to be a rock
A sturdy leaning place
For anyone who needs me
I am not supposed to crumble
I am not supposed to fall
But you were let in
You listened
You let me cry
You let me be a crumpled shape on your mattress
You loved me at my worst
I want those walls to come down.
Kate May 2013
I would love
To fall asleep with you tonight
Holding your body close to mine
******* your soul
Feeling your warmth
And your chest rise and fall
Underneath my embrace
Laying there silently
With my legs wrapped around yours
Your breathing on my arm
Knowing I get to see
Your beauty
First thing tomorrow
Kate May 2013
For most of my life
I wanted to help people
I wanted to be a superhero
I wanted to save people
From everything that was hurting them
I wanted to fix up people's wounds
But then I found out what it meant to be a savior
It means you spend every day worried
That your best friend may not be alive tomorrow
It means second guessing
Every
Single
Word
You say to him
It is being told you are the only reason he is alive
It is spending nights awake
Because being someone who saves
Isn't as rewarding as you thought it would be
Kate May 2013
You are beautiful
From the tips of your toes
To the top of your head

You are beautiful
WIth every move you make
Every time you touch me
Kiss me
Hold me

You are beautiful
From every bone
To every *****

You are beautiful
For the way you smile
The way you look at me
The way you laugh

You are beautiful
And one day
I will make you
See it too
Kate May 2013
He sat in his room every night
Waiting for his parents to stop
Yelling
Crying
Fighting

He waited
Until the day his father left
Before coming downstairs
And everything was gone
Except for his mother
Sitting on the kitchen tiles
Makeup running
Red marks on her arms
On her face
On her legs

He ran
As far as he could
He thought
About everything he had
Everything he had lost

He stepped up to the ledge
He looked down
He smiled
Finally happy
He would be free
He took a step forward
Nothing left

— The End —