Really just an amateur trying my hand at this.
What would I do? If I did. Or, what should I do? First. To gain back control of my life. Some semblance of balance, some small moderation of bad habits.
By Katie 4 days ago in Poets
I don’t want to not anymore. I’ve spent too many years not doing, not going, not eating, not living......,fully. Not even being able to be in the moment.
By Katie 18 days ago in Poets
They’re everywhere, lurking about. Ready to take, what is not theirs to take. It seems I’ve no defense, no armor, no choice.
By Katie 20 days ago in Poets
Sometimes it’s all a jumble. Scattered thoughts boucing around with a mind of their own. What grows from these seeds of thought pushing up through the soil are hardly ever what I perceived at first.
By Katie 25 days ago in Poets
How do I express these strong feelings of identity? To who, can I convey my desires, my convictions, of who I am? Who I feel I am becoming.
By Katie 26 days ago in Poets
Aren’t you sick, yet? Haven’t you had it up to here yet? Instead, you, shrug your shoulders and turn away. You’ve no energy left to fight you say.
By Katie about a month ago in Poets
The winds of change are strong upon my back. Pushing me towards tomorrow. Where today and my obligations will no longer excist.
By Katie 2 months ago in Poets
Conclusions, epiphanies, and realizations. All, pushing me towards a surrender. Not so much a giving up, as a giving in.
Remnants of our memories together, echo throughout my day. Boucing at me from everywhere. Small objects, a certain smell, even the odd chore, are constant reminders.
By Katie 3 months ago in Poets
There’s a pit where her heart should be. Avacado or peach, what difference, it’s a pit. Hard, and nearly impenetrable, it protects.
Oh how silly of me. I am truly sorry. I’m sorry that the way I dress and feel, offends you. I’ve no right, do I? Making you see me this way.
Daily I burn, consumed completely. My struggle to survive, a constant one. Often I shrink away, the onslaught too great. Too hard. Too painful.