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Dec 2013 katie

Skeletons

Dec 2013 katie

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All I've ever known
is the ghost of my past, and we shook hands
once they took the
form of my past skeletons.

I'd like to slither
out of my skin like a snake,
leaving behind the trail
of memories
and fingertips that
I'd love to forget.

Do you remember the day
I told you I'd like to
leave this world behind?

Do you remember the day
you told me you
wished I'd leave this world behind?
(I should have followed through.)

You are the anchors
at my feet
and I am drowning in your eyes.
I have let you go
a thousand times,
but you are still here in the form
of everything that is
burying me alive.

Dec 2013 katie

Anxiety

Dec 2013 katie

Greg Obrecht

Anxiety

Have you ever had one of those days where every noise is a scream?  Your mind is a white cathedral with high ceilings that gleam.

Your train of thoughts derail from ancient broken tracks.  You try to speak intelligent words but they don't come out as facts.

Your hands shake like a leaf deserted on a lonely tree.  You're afraid to step outside lest you be upset by the breeze.

The only safe sanctuary is your warm and comfy bed.  So you climb back under the sheets and hide your troublesome head.

Dec 2013 katie

~ The Living Room ~

Dec 2013 katie

Jaz

~ The Living Room ~

Sometimes, I swear,
I can see the walls breathing,
Pulsing as I take every step.
I don't know if I'm dizzy anymore
Or just

******* crazy.

Dec 2013 katie

The Language of Which I Cry

Dec 2013 katie

Jaz

The Language of Which I Cry

Perhaps I'm just mad,
Not at you, but rather
Myself.

Wondering why I stopped searching
Even though I knew you were like
A lost star in the galaxy,
Waiting to be found:
Glowing, glowing,
But slowly dying.

I searched, I did.
But I'm not as gifted in astronomy as you are.
I'm always a tad bit too late and

The stars are already dead.

Forgive me for the only language I ever speak in is
My tears.
The warm streams of
Half anger, half sadness,
Half anxiety — Oh goodness,
I've lost count.

I don't know.
I'm just lost again.
But this time they aren't here to help me.

And I'm really
Still

Alone.

Stop. Stop. There you go again.
Doing stupid little things that help nobody.
Especially not her.

Dec 2013 katie

I, Too, Sing America

Dec 2013 katie

Langston Hughes

I, Too, Sing America

I, too, sing America.

I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,
But I laugh,
And eat well,
And grow strong.

Tomorrow,
I'll be at the table
When company comes.
Nobody'll dare
Say to me,
"Eat in the kitchen,"
Then.

Besides,
They'll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed--

I, too, am America.

Dec 2013 katie

Mornings

Dec 2013 katie

Hayley Schiete

Mornings

I lack the effort
I leave it all when waking up in the afternoon
What's the point in waking up at all
When you have nothing to wake up for
I'd rather lay in my creased bed sheets
I'd rather lay in my self pity
It's 1 pm and I wasted the whole day
I lack the effort
I left it in my sleep

From early July.

Dec 2013 katie

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Dec 2013 katie

Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep..
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry..
I am not there. I did not die.

— The End —