My First Poetry Book!
My first poetry book! ❤
Launching soon...
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More Posts from Stormykatie
I'm not a rug
or a carpet
you can walk into
Whenever you please
I'm a person
and I can be hurt
My heart, though
I trained
it to be strong,
can be broken
like a glass,
can be torn
like a paper
I can only take
what my cup
can contain
I will speak
I will scream
I won't be
silenced as though
your storm
can render me mute
But most importantly
I know where to exit
without second thoughts
I will leave
when I had enough
And I had enough
-katie, 20:00
But where can I hide
when my tormentor resides
inside my mind?
-katie, 02:30
If you look back far enough, you can see…
tears stained on stars
hearts contained in penny jars
words queued on my tongue
trying to roll themselves out
Also there are blisters on the moon
a laceration on its side
scribbles of who we are
decorating the path where I stride
Helpless yet still devoted
to the corpse that you are
Mindless of the pouring
of the gust whispering
"He is gone."
It's time to move forward
but my eyes keep looking backward
to where we have talked
our last few sentences
such a painful farewell
I am trying to get by
If you looked back far enough,
you would have seen
me crawled
picked my pieces scattered
all over the floor
But you stared far ahead
Cold, uncaring heart
turning into a memory,
a scar taking niche
into the skin
that I wear
-katie, 04:00
How is it possible darling, for someone with a heart to be so heartless?
Katie, 20:00
She isn't your answered prayer.
She nags.
She isn't your answered prayer.
She argues.
She questions your intention.
She isn't your answered prayer.
She bleeds.
She crumbles.
She isn't perfect.
She isn't your answered prayer.
Sometimes she crawls back to her hide.
She isn't your answered prayer.
She lets negative thoughts swarm inside her head.
She drains the energy out of you.
She isn't your answered prayer.
She doubts.
She curses.
She remembers her traumas.
She isn't your answered prayer.
She drives you to the wall.
She isn't your answered prayer.
She shatters the illusion of a perfect relationship.
She isn't the ideal girl.
She isn't your answered prayer.
But she chose you over others who pursued her.
She tries to silence her demons when you're near.
She compromises.
She isn't your answered prayer.
But you should love her just the same.
-answered prayer,
katie, 18:00