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kattrinsart Feb 2015
Ruffle your feathers
And spread your wings
You don’t have to feel anything
Floating up there in the sky
Spiralling up ever so high

It makes me feel so flat
When you act like that
I wish I could be like you
Spiralling in the sky to

Ruffle my feathers
And spread my wings
I’ve learnt to feel everything
Floating up in the sky
Spiralling up ever so high
kattrinsart Feb 2015
Hello is all I wanted to say
And save goodbye for another day.
I know you have struggled in the dark
But I wanted to help you find your lark,
To let you fly free in the sky.
I wish you never said goodbye.

I know life only brought you pain
But I wanted to free you from your chains,
I wanted to show you the light
And free you from that awful fight.
Now that the end is neigh.
I wish you never said goodbye.

You know my second name
But never laughed and called me lame.
You could see behind silver lace,
Past the smile on my face.
You saw behind all the lies.
I wish you never said goodbye.
kattrinsart Feb 2015
Just a smile,
Is all I need for a while.
When will you give me a chance
For a second glance?

I may not be perfect
And you might know it
But I am always here
If you need someone near.

Old friends can float away
But I will always be here to stay .
I want you to know
That I am your shadow.
kattrinsart Feb 2015
I look at my reflection
Wondering who I am
Looking at my pale complexion
A blank canvass

Who am I?
Can anybody see?
Who is that girl
Staring right back at me?

I look into her eyes
Of a deep
And warm brown
Always on the brink of tears

Who am I?
Can anybody see?
Who is that girl
Staring right back at me
kattrinsart Feb 2015
Bodmin moor, Bodmin moor,
Where strangers come knocking on your door.
This is where he does sleep,
Where birdies fly and foxes leap.
But when I think of Blackoden farm,
There is no such thing as a good luck charm.
For it screams danger to all that’s there,
Especially his children in his lair.
They are called Ryan and Kimberley.
The beast is up there saving these.
They await there in the mist .
Ever afraid of his right hand fist.
Looking for their mother to be their saviour,
Is the main reason that they do stay there.
And worst of all the beast was their father
But it’s okay, the children have there happily ever after.
kattrinsart Feb 2015
The wind howls through the trees
But this does not affect me.
I sit in the tree, up high
Feeling like I can fly.

I hear a Bang and a Crash
And then I know this cannot last.
I follow the sound, follow the noise
I see him there, ready and poised.

His hand raised above his head
I jump in front, so he hits me instead.
The dog scatters, the fist comes down
And I fall in a lump on the ground.

I run away, back to my tree
Where nothing can affect me.
I sit at the top, I cannot lie,
I feel safer in the sky.

— The End —