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Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
My blood runs across my flesh
He's here again
here to take me away.

The halls are dark,
and the moon washes in pale light across the floor
My tears don't fall this time,
I am not afraid.

His black wings caress the plush white carpet
stained by my life essence,
and his eyes are filled with such hate
and the blood of his innocent victims
the candles on the window pane burst to life
and the wind whispers across my damp skin.

I raise my shaking hand towards him
begging for him to end the pain,
as crimson liquid spills from my severed veins
they hit the ground and turn to black.

His eyes watch me in curiosity
but his lips curl in a knowing grin
he lifts one hand and shakes one long bony finger,

"You have one chance little one," he whispers

But I've gone too far to look back
I turn to the window,
and watch the white curtains billowing in the icy wind.

"I'm ready," I whisper.

The white curtains touch the tips of the flame
and roar into a hungry sea of fire

"There is no forgiveness once you cross the line,"

I stare at the flames as they bend and flicker
as if they're dancing
taunting me.

My mind was already made.

"There has never been forgiveness for me, my soul belongs to you,"

And as soon as the last word drops from the tip of my tongue
I'm engulfed in the flames.
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
Rain pelts the sidewalk before me
cleaning away the past,
swept away like broken glass
leaving it empty.
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
This is just another fight
we refuse to back down from,
another stain of blood
on the ground before our feet.

This is just another war
we won't give up
another ******* contest
of whose the best.

This is just another scar
slashed across flesh
or embedded in our minds
no one can see them but they're there.

This is just another tear
we refuse to let fall
because we're too proud
to look so weak.

This is just another disappointment
that builds in the corner
where there lies all the
forgotten promises.

This is just another example
of the world we live in
where hate comes more often
than love.
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
Decaying inside
I'm rotting away
In this solemn hour
I peel away

Redeem my aching soul
for I'm soon to meet my end
I feel it there
just around the bend.

This beast inside of me
clawing to get out of this cage
is foaming at the mouth
in all it's pent up rage.

Decaying inside
I'm rotting away
In this solemn hour
I peel away

I send out a prayer
lost among the roar of gun fire
these dark wishes cloud my mind
breaking free are my darkest desires

I cry out in pain as I am morphing
insanity is all that is left behind
and I have not one clear thought
in my overdrawn mind.

Decaying inside
I'm rotting away
In this solemn hour
I peel away
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
She walks between both worlds
She is life and she is death
She shines with a radiance that blinds
She is dark and she is light
She is our savior as the blood we taint
runs through her veins.

She is the moon and the sun
that rains it's benevolence upon our rusted souls
and she is the prayer that countless may whisper
to arrange us into wholes.

She speaks of wisdom,
as the crown placed upon her head,
which spills of silken spirals,
declares her our leader
and we will follow her through the evil.

She is our hope,
for we have lost it all
along the bloodied battle field.

And if my flesh may bleed
I dare bleed for her,
and if my life is stolen,
I dare grant it to her.

For every breath I draw
is a promise of my loyalty.

I will walk these plains
with open eyes
and walk this Earth
in silence

For I will never speak her name,
and she will never ask that I do.
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
The wind pushes against the glass
the rain pounds inside your head
you wait for the storm to pass
but it gets worse instead

The sun has gone away
the clouds fill the sky
the warmth won't stay
this life has gone awry

You wait for nature to take its course
and take you from this misery
but you're sunk down
to drown
beneath the current

Resuscitated before death can claim you,
each breath is without air
lungs filled by salty waters
filling and tearing your lungs bare

Panic fills your mind
and you thrash to get out
but you are held under
unable to die and unable to live

In circles we go
around and around
when it stops you'll never know
at the bottom of the ocean you'll never be found
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
I think I finally found the key
the mangled twisted broken key
to unlocking this broken mess inside of me
Inside of the piles of memories

Most tainted by what you've done
and some bent by what I've become
from the way you took what belonged to me
and left me broken and angry

By the way you ruined my life
and the way you beat the kids and your wife
By the way you lured me in
and unleashed demons on me that still haunt me from within.

You took my childhood straight from my arms
and you broke me into nothing.
I still see your face inside my dreams
hear your laugh as I would scream

I still cry when I hear your name
and when I think of you all I feel is shame
because of what you did
I have always hid

I am afraid of the world outside
because of the words you've left burned inside
I can't look people in the eye
because of you

But even though you're the monster of my nightmares
I am not scared
and I have only three words to tell you
even though I hate you
I forgive you
It takes too much energy holding on to the past, and forgiveness is the bravest form of strength. Let go of the things holding you back, and move forward. Take control.
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