Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
kitty hart Apr 2018
I'm not good enough,
Its hard to say.
I'm sorry I'm a failure,
I'm never ok.
I think my parents hate me,
Its a terrible sight to see.
But there is one thing I know,
There also not enough for me.
kitty hart May 2018
Once I was good enough,
Then that changed.
I thought I was pretty,
But I knew I was chained.
I couldn't live like this anymore,
I thought I once was enough,
But not anymore
kitty hart Sep 2019
one night,
a lonely sight.
two hours pass,
never was addressed.
love once more,
has walked out the door.
kitty hart Apr 2017
I trace my scars every day,
Wonder why I have made this mistake,
I wish people could understand all my pain,
So they would know the next day,
I just know that I can get through,
But it's harder to see you.
kitty hart Jul 2017
With wings of fire,
And deathly eyes,
The phenoix always will rise,

A heart made of its soul,
And its soul made of pain,
The phenoix will rise again
kitty hart Apr 2017
She paints a pretty pitcher,
But the pitcher has a twist,
Her paint brush was a razor,
And her canvas was her wrist.
kitty hart Nov 2018
the red roses beneath my feet,
the once white roses.
have seen much defeat.
  they were painted with blood,
of my very own,
just look at them,
they have trapped my sole.
kitty hart Jun 2018
roses are red and so are my wrists,
I make a new cut to feel loved.
But I'm only loved by my razor,
its sad I know,
living my life in sorrows.
kitty hart Apr 2017
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Sugaer is sweet,
And so are you,

But the Roses have faded,
And the Violets are dead,
The sugear bowl is empty,
And my wrists are stained red.
kitty hart Nov 2018
She cheated on me,
with a man,
I thought she was gay,
looks like I am.

she broke my heart,
in the very two,
my sole is broken,
but I've met you.
kitty hart Jan 2020
Ever sense that day I cant say the word,
It pains me when I hear it,
Because I was not heard.
I hated that guy,
So much it pained,
I kept saying it and saying it,
And now it remains.

The thoughts that go through my head,
They jump around,
But I still can't shake his laughing sound.
I had a bad experience last year and one of the ways I cooped was with poems
kitty hart Jan 2018
The dance of death,
Is the last.
kitty hart Apr 2017
I cut a deep hole,
Into my skin,
I break a pen ,
Hoping to win,

Win this war,
Win theses fights,
But I cut and cut,
All night.
kitty hart Apr 2017
The Last Breath you take,
Is the one they always retake,
The one everyone will remember,
As you lie there Forever,
As the people walk by,
Until they understand,
You have died.
kitty hart Jan 2018
The love is a life away,
A day that will fade and sway.

The night you give up,
Your memory will never fade.
kitty hart Sep 2019
the word,
it starts with an R.
four letters,
one syllable,
two people.

living that life was hard enough,
but what's harder was not giving up
kitty hart Feb 2018
This world is like hell,
I deal with pain, and trust me it an't swell.

Through the nights I cry and cry,
Through the days I lie.
kitty hart Jan 2020
I sit there watching the clock
Wondering if time will ever stop.
Sitting there
With a blank stare,
Looking at the clock.
kitty hart Nov 2018
What if today is the last,
You will never see me again,
The light is bright,
but I cant see it.

my life is not done,
I've to much to lose,
I hope you understand,
I love you.
I am not going to **** myself
kitty hart Jan 2018
To the night
we will toast,
Then make a roast that will feed the most.
Raise are glasses high,
All the way to the sky.
We will toast to the night.
kitty hart Jan 2021
Walking through the mucky trench
The sound of the duckboards creaking under my feet
I think to myself why this is happening
Why I am here

I hear the men shouting behind me
I see the people getting some rest in the dug outs
Commanders shouting orders as men go up and over the parapet
Yelling as they run into no man’s land

The sound of gunfire and explosions
They sound so distant to me
I try to block the sound of men in agony in the communication trench
the agony of the blood pounding in my ears driving me forward

I stand next to a man who I consider my best friend down in the trenches
He looks over at me and gives me a thumbs up
I hope to myself that this will all be over soon
I hope that I will be able to make it

At that moment before we left
The world stood still
Everything was quiet
Birds sung a song of hope in the distance

However that doesn’t last long
My heart begins to pound as I hear the whistle blow making us move forward
We climb up the ladders and over the sandbags
We run into battle

We cross over the barbed wire
Some getting caught
Others helping others over
The sound of my flesh taring as it glides by a sharp edge

I think about my wife
My daughter
Sitting at home in sadness as the wonder
Will I make it

I hold tight to my helmet
The men around me yell as they fire their guns
Some not as lucky
I look back seeing the last of the brave people running behind me

The constant gunfire no longer making my ears ring
I hold onto the cross that was in my hand
The man beside me is wounded and down
But my feet compel me forward

My friend from before was caught in a fire
I run to him hoping to save his life
All he told me was to keep going
I left him alone to die there

I continue to run as more and more solders are shot down
And in a moment of realization a land mine was set off
I was thrown into the air about ten feet
And in the one last second I was alive
I felt the presence of my father telling me everything was alright
I wrote this poem for my Modern history class
kitty hart Jan 2018
I thought I could trust you,
I thought you would stay.
I hoped and sat waiting for you,
To come home that day.
But you never did,
You stayed out all night
You never came back,
And now your out of sight.
kitty hart Feb 2018
A valentine is like love,
You chose the right card for your loved one.

you don't go a day with out thinking,
hopeing your love is not sinking
kitty hart Apr 2017
What if you only had a few days,
Only a few days left to live,
What would you do,
Would you stay up in your room,
Or make them the best,

Would you stay at home with your family,
The ones who don't see,
Or be with your friends,
Who said they would be there till the very end.
kitty hart Oct 2017
Would you love her if you knew all the pain and things she goes through,
Would you love her if you knew she lies awake thinking about you,
Would you love her if you saw the scares she hides,
Would you love her if you saw her lifeless body hanging above.
kitty hart Nov 2018
I promised to stop,
I said I would,
I lied to you all.
But I'm sorry,
to call.
My eyes will water,
My heart will break,
I will never,
Ever wake

— The End —