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kathryntheperson Apr 2020
Tell me what you require
so I can give you what you desire
just ask and you will receive
whatever you may need
and whatever you wish
I will pull from my dish
so just tell me what you please
so I can fulfill your needs.
But please don’t mislead me
tell me exactly what you long
And what my duty shall be
so I can sing it loud and strong
without mistakes in your song.
Tell me what to think
so my heart shall not sink
so my mind shall not wander
on things that will never be.
so tell me what you want
so I can be what you need
kathryntheperson Mar 2020
keep it there,
keep it rare,
stay square,
don’t you dare.
I am aware I must beware.
in this love affair with a debonair
who is light and flare

I felt a tear
in past despair
but I can’t compare to then and there
only here and now.
do I care?
I do declare.
my mind is everywhere.
I wish I could just be unaware
in my underwear with out a care.
I’m almost care but I don’t know if I should
kathryntheperson Dec 2019
The sound of passion
ones that spark,
the ones who light fires In your heart
the heat of bodies
together as one
those burning orbs that stare and dispise
The fire eyes that sink deep,
seep tears, and cry.
I wrote this poem in like 30 seconds
kathryntheperson Oct 2019
My mind holds the key to
your heart.
But it's also a weapon.
kathryntheperson Oct 2019
You told me to wait
that you’d be back anew
I know i'm not that important to you
but to me you’re so much more than perfect.
But right now you’re not even worth it.
I'm losing my patients,
if I give you some time
will you work on it?
He's nothing like my family wants him to be.
The earth keeps rotation and still I wait endlessly.
If you find your way I’ll walk it beside you,
I text you: I love you
because I know that someday you’ll be back with me.
credits to lil peep
kathryntheperson Sep 2019
She was only an child
at peace with her piece of the world.
She was the breeze
savoring sweet songs
tasting freedom.

But the taste soon runs shallow.
Behind it leaves trails in her head
and pleasant paths in her heart.
Packing up keepsakes
she leaves without her piece of the world
alone.

The journey is strong
and she is brittle,
she holds the might of a fly  
her mind an ocean drive
swaying, rocking, and unpredictable.

She waits to find shore
but she is lost at sea.
Her head just above the waves,
her heart deep under the ocean.
Treading water with hope unsteady.

Her mind adrift
wandering down the trails in her head,
trails where she once found bliss in her freedom.
Now empty, dark, and alone
her heart weighs deeper.

Sadness is now replaced with hatred and resentment
towards the goblin who took her piece,
who took her taste.
She waits endlessly.
Hope that once was
is gone.
a short story of my childhood.
kathryntheperson Apr 2019
I can't write like I used to.
I've lost my spark, my fire
and now i’m left with ash.
I've lost my match,
my flare, and muse.
I ignored it for too long
the fire it made was big, passionate, and beautiful
but I let it turn to dust.
And since I lerk for my light
but no match will meet my satisfaction
no fire will ever be the same.
I've been gone for awhile
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