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Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Katelyn

dust of the aching parts
of your heart and let
yourself fall down
reach inside and untie
knots, replace them with ribbon
and tie pretty bows around your lungs
remind yourself breathing is apart of living
remind yourself as long as your two feet touch the ground
the ribbons cannot come undone

shed off ***** plastic coverings
replace them with silk
treat it like you sleep in it

because you do

dust the dirt off your shoulders
and let yourself smile
reach inside and clean out memories
you no longer need to cherish
replace them with a good book
remind yourself laughing is apart of living
remind yourself as long as long as you wake up in the morning
the story will still continue

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Model

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Fish The Pig

Model

I heard you like models
tall
pretty
and thin

I heard they're half your age.
I don't care.

I'll wear those heels
cut my skin
and starve myself,
maybe someday I'll be good enough for you.

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Stardust

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Graced Lightning

Stardust

Even when I no longer exist,
when I am nothing but stardust,
I will still love you

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

ƒly

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

amrutha

ƒly

She can see her dreams
But cannot reach out to them
She is the bird in an open cage
With wounded wings.

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Back to Reality

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Fish The Pig

Back to Reality

Maybe it's time to grow up,
the fantasy world I've been hiding in
is killing me,
there's hardly anything left,
just an empty shell
for a heart
that once beat true and blue,
or did it ever?

I try to convince myself I'm special,
I can do something great
that I'll leave this **** town
and not be as poor as the ***** who raised me,
that I'll be somebody,
that I'll be loved-
I'm not looking for a fairytale
I'm just looking for a way out.

I've spent too much time
cowering in my books
and spells
and Doctors and demon hunters
and wizards
and zombie-slayers
--but it's been so long since
I've written something I could be proud of.
It's been so long since my imagination
has brought me euphoria,
since my eager anticipation
of the impossible
has granted me talent
to write a story
to bring readers to tears...

I guess I'm growing up.
Shaking solemn hands
with a childhood
thats lasted too long.
good.
maybe now I can die.

Salute to the coward

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Last Breath

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Fish The Pig

Last Breath

What would happen if I stopped?
Simply stopped.
Would it be all that bad?
No,
no it would not.

I sit frozen in front
of the fridge the cupboards
stocked full
but nothing to eat.
So maybe I'll just stop.

I'm exhausted
but lay awake,
so maybe I'll just stop.

Would it be all that bad?
No,
No it would not.
This life is complicatedly simple,
and very hard
and very scary
and very sad,
so maybe I'll just stop.

After all,
Living isn't for everyone.

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Her

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Sydney

Her

Her anxiety
              An ocean
                           A wave of emotion
                                                     Rips through her
                                                                          All too often.

It trickles through her everyday
seeping into cracks in her core
small springs turn to gushing floods
in a split second.

She crashes down on me
and I stand
the force of her tide
drowning in her doubt.

Holes eroded by the constant drip;
rapids ricochet through her body
her mind awash;
thoughts tumbling in the whirlpool.

She crashes down on me
and I stand
drenched in her
a lighthouse in the storm.

#love #anxiety #friendship #her #girls

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

i will love you much more

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Katelyn

i will love you much more

it has been a little over a week
since you found out
what flying feels like
gained your angel wings
or maybe even bird wings
and flew your way to family
way up in the sky

and it has been a little over a week
since i found out
what sinking feels like
discovered my anchor
and was pulled down too far
to be able to breathe

i knew you for
s e v e n t e e n years
a lifetime of smiles and comfort
hand holding baby feeding
watching someone grow up
while watching another one fall
i wanted to give you the world
as my second mother
as someone willing to lend a hand
or maybe a sword in a daily battle

saying goodbye was hard because
i didn't want to
i shouldn't have to
only that i will see you again soon
i will love you much more until then

it has been a week since
you've gained your wings
it has been a week since
i've gone to school

things flash by quicker than
i thought they could

thank you for lending a smile
a hand a sword a foot a leg
a simple joke

it has been a week since
things have started to change
and i am scared of what's to come
of life without our families
wikipedia, aunt, sister, mother,
best friend, know it all
sassy medical extraordinaire
but i am hoping you'll lend a wing, too

until then
i will love you much more

In memory of my Aunt, diagnosed with stage 4 colon cancer back in June of 2013, who passed away at 11:16 March 14, 2014. She was a sister, a mother, a friend, an aunt, and an all around wonderful person who shared much more than joy with over 357 people that walked into her life. I am thankful for my Aunt, I miss her more and more everyday.
Until then, Aunt Annie, I promise.

#death #cancer #family #passing #colon #is #forever #tw #angels

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

So Much Depends Upon

Mar 2014 Latiaaa

Theia Gwen

So Much Depends Upon

So much depends upon
The strength of that boy
That gangling brown haired boy
Who may be skin and bone
But somehow manages
To carry around the weight of loving me
Every day
And to have my burdens and baggage
On his back
But I'm scared that someday
His strength will fail him
And he'll be crushed
And I'll have been the undoing
Of the one person
I never wanted to see hurt

So much depends upon
The patience of that boy
That boy who is usually go go go
But for some reason slows down
And waits for me to catch up
And can always tell when something's wrong
And always cares
And listens to me complain
But I'm scared that someday
His patience will have run dry
And he'll take off running on his own
Because I held him back

So much depends upon
The blindness of that boy
Who is the smartest person I know
But was stupid enough
To fall in love with me
And I know it's selfish of me
But I wouldn't mind
If his love was unending
But I'm scared that someday
His blindness will dissolve
And he'll realize he deserves better
And the only person holding me together
Will hate me
As much as I hate myself

I was reading The Fault In Our Stars and the poem the red wheelbarrow is in it and it inspired me.