kathryn anne Oct 2018
w h y  d o  i  m e s s  u p
e v e r y t h i n g  i  t o u c h
w o r d s  t h a t  i  d o n 't  m e a n
h u r l e d a t  p e o p l e  t h a t  i  l o v e
l i k e  v o m i t  f r o m  m y  l i p s,
p o i s o n  i n  m y  v e i n s
w i l l  e v e r y  w o r d  i  u t t e r
o n l y  c a u s e  m e  p a i n  ?
kathryn anne Jun 2018
it's ironic
it's mockery
it's practically

the way you
play me

is it funny that i care?
they're not laughing with you if you're not laughing
kathryn anne Mar 2018
everyone wakes up
and paints their faces
everyone draws a card
only some know how to play it

everyone wakes up
and puts on their mask
everyone is running
from ghosts in their past

they won't have peace
as long as the pain lives
for every one of us
wears paint on our faces
found this from a long time ago...
kathryn anne Mar 2018
to have a chance
to have a voice
it is a privilege
to have a choice
kathryn anne Feb 2018
it was all an act
but i fell for it
the curtain drops
velvet hits

show's over
the spotlights dim
****** girl
you fell for him
a tragedy
kathryn anne Feb 2018
roses are red
night is dark
writing this poem
hurts my heart

shaky sobs
like violets, i'm blue
i'm wondering
why i ever loved you
to ends and beginnings
kathryn anne Feb 2018
you see, i think i have a type
guys who hurt me
guys who lie

guys who tell you you're beautiful
who love you only to let you go

in truth, i'm crying every night
because i know my fatal flaw
i'll love them all to death
but they'll never
this is terrible honestly but i can't think straight. thank you for putting up with my mishaps and my shameful confessions, which i write from the safety of my room, hoping someone out there knows what i'm going through.

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