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Katrina May 2013
behind your eyes become more then just blue skies
as two roads begin to show
of somethin out of sight.

you are ready for adventure. an endless summer
all u no is wet and cold. dry and hot
curious of other life

time to decide.
u look to the right. and theres that life,
the one where u have come so far to leave.

same as before so safe and secure.
no step is takin yet,
for you have yet to look at the left.

wit a faint smile ur turn to the left.
lightning sparks as thunder roars.
the ground tingles ur toes, and jumps ur heart.

ur lost for words.
such a rush
as tho its a crush.

u stop and look bak.
u think, am i ready?
one foot twitters, u begin to move.

black.
ur eyes open, sit up.
it was a dream.

shoulda known, it was so unreal.
then u think.
what did i choose? what would i choose?
Stories of Exes.
Katrina Apr 2013
Everyday gets harder to be strong.
knowing what i did caused everything to go wrong.

I pause for just a moment and think of you.
knowing my actions ******* my heart for life.

I smile hoping this choice was right.
but i still shed a tear knowing we gave up the fight.

Trust was impossible.
love was inevitable.

Dealling with a broken heart is where i stand.
Memories are all i have.

Hope for your happiness is all i can do now.
tho my love for you will never die down.

Keep up your hate if thats what it takes.
im not around to hurt you anymore.

im here for myself, for once in my life
gettin back on track, and maybe then you will see who i want to be.

but until then know i miss you.
And not once, did i lie when i said i loved you.
Katrina Mar 2013
a free moment inspires a quick note
to tell those of loving hope.
in the skys that change to red
dreams arise with eyes wide open.
music blares fittin the movie scene
mind wanders lovingly as u come up to the city.

time to slow, and focus.
the air is crisp for a city aroma.
cars go by with smiles and frowns.
u look bak to the colorful horizon.
for it is dark, and cavin in.
and the reality sets in. the beautiful sky has turned to rain.
u look at it wit courage.for it is no match.
u can live wit much worse.
Katrina Mar 2013
You are the women, the greatest hero in my eyes. Keeping me fed and a roof over my head.

Striving at keeping me alive, and succeeding at life.

Conquering fights, providing advice, taking place of those who left my life.

For this i stand in awe of you.

But soon, you shall stand proud, as tears fall from your face,  on that unique day which those gowns ignite a parade.

Where after it is done, rivers flow from my eyes as i begin to say "i made it mom" and its all for you my role model, my hero, my MOTHER.
I wrote this for my high school mothers day tea. Class of 09.
Katrina Mar 2013
You get lost in cloudy thoughts. New back drops.
Living life so the fun never stops.

Breathing in as if life cant get to you.
One foot in front of the other like the world cant bring you down.

In reality, youve been crushed by mixed feelings.
Overwhelmed with possibilities.

Frozen in the first step back up.
Spinnin in a swirl you just cant stop.

Tortured by the need for affection.
Frightened by the humans curse of love.

Feeling lost when my heart speaks.
Never knowin if forever is an option.

Crying and hiding come to mind when reality sets in.
Ill keep my head up by loving that i have a life.

Ill use it to tackle things that bring tears to my eyes.
With a smile to help me shine.
Katrina Feb 2013
the rollercoaster of life.
Ups.
Downs.
Loopty loops.
Everyone has a different Insane ride.
Some start to forget that, and theirs starts to do nothing but go down.
Forgettin it ever went up. Takin the easiest path possible.
loopty loops become straight. The ups are just a cliff, "the easy way OUT"
that plunges to a demise that soon evolves to the only desire to these poor souls seek.

Eventually every soul-ride gets to a point of reconstrustion.
Some can do it alone.
some Have others to help them.

Others are left with the easy way out.
never having the courage to tell themselves what a great ride it could be someday.
never having someone to even be a helping hand with rebuilding.

Every coaster has a chance to be great.
just depends on the rider.
if they cant MAKE it an amazing coaster, it will be a GREAT ride.
Suicide.
Katrina Feb 2013
What is wrong with me?
Am i Too skinny? too fat?
Am i too tall? too short?
why cant i be happy with me?

what is wrong with me?
Am i too dumb? annoyingly smart?
Do i talk to fast? or prehaps to slow ?
am i too loud? or too quiet?
Why cant i be happy with me?

what i wrong with me?
am i too sensitive? am i heartless?
am i self-ish? or a little to selfless?
am I not silly enough?
should i be so jealous?
Do i care what people think?
Is this really where i wanna Live?
Am i stuck with this job or do i love it?
Should i have gone to school?
Is this the person i shoud be fighting for?
Do i need to go to the doctors?
Why cant i be happy with me?

whats wrong with me?



I just cant be happy because of ...me

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