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katie waker Mar 2016
Creating spaces
Clearing the distance

I fight with my all
Head and heart fold
Under the resistance

I become defiant of my own existence

Ignorance is bliss
Isn't it ?

Magical movements
I change the scenery with my eyes
So that I can see it clearer
And not be so blind

I feel scattered
Thought process *******  
I feel out of time
Off balance
And out of luck

Just one of those days
In my own head space

Nothing of yesterday
Nothing that can't be replaced

Heart’s in the clouds
Heads a disgrace

Need to fuel
My energy
As I drain every trace

Just feeling Down
Don't really need a reason

Like I am a thousand piece puzzle
Just scattered in pieces

I hold no reasons
Tomorrow I'll be different

I can guarantee it
Writing how I feel it
Creating spaces to deal with it
Distance to feel it
Today was an opportunity
And I made a meal of it

The day's almost over
and I deal with it
katie waker Mar 2016
They broke me.
I withstood the ultimatums,
The disapproving glares
And choose my own path
With my head held high
But they've broken me.
I countered letter with letter,
Warnings with decisions
And clung to the fragile thread
Of myself, my whole self
But they broke me.
I bathed, changed, fed,
Clothed, comforted, taught,
And kissed my sweet babies
With a blessing from God
Without a single regret.
But now they broke me.
I stood by his side
For 5 years,
Through thick and thin,
Rough and smooth,
With smiles and hope and confidence.
But I'm broken.
They emblazoned scarlet letters
On our chests
And passed our ashes around
To be picked apart under a microscope
And while he cried in my arms,
Betrayed by the Faith and Love
That had been his salvation and refuge,
I broke,
Shattered into glass and soul.
katie waker Mar 2016
shes a freak
everyone calls her that
dares to be different
doesn't tow the line
so she’s a freak
dresses like no one else
talks a cool lingo
she simply dares
it bothers others
she’s nothing like them
you know, those "normal" ones
so she’s a freak
katie waker Mar 2016
At night I sit.
I sit alone, with no one by my side.
At night I sit.
I sit alone,with tears of Anger and Pride.
At night I sit.
I sit alone, and scream to the heavens Oh why!
At night I sit...
I sit alone.
My fears I try to hide.
But when I sit,
I sit alone with thoughts that won't subside.

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