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Katlyn Orthman Nov 2012
They paint pictures
Of golden gates cloaked in mist
Have you sinned?
How is it humanly possible
To never sin?
And if you do
You must beg forgiveness?
And forgiveness will be given
If you forgive yourself?
People portray god
As a man that gave his life for us
They say he wants all his children
To be happy?
But then they say he would never except
Anyone who is of the same ***
And in love?
In my mind it bounces from wall to wall
How could simple people
Parents, except their children
And love them
But a man so just and unselfish
Not?
Who is god in my eyes?
I can ask myself this all the time
But I don't know
We're deceived everyday
I can't allow myself to believe
That he would
Cast away his children
Because they chose to love
Just my opinion , I have a lot of people in my life that are gay , not saying everyone has to believe in gay rights but I choose to.  I've heard that the whole argument about gay rights was based off of religous reasons . I can't believe god would be shallow again just my opinion
Katlyn Orthman Nov 2012
Away with this anger
It serves no purpose
Away with all the catagories
We put each other in
Let's treat each other right
Because we all deserve a chance
To look into the mirror
And feel alright
Away with all the criticism
That we through at each other
For the way we feel
The things that are real
In our lives
Away with all the war
Our fields have drank enough
Blood soaked
Pain drenched
Tainted and stained
Away with all the arguments
They only lead us to unimportant things
Where we push and we shove
And we all fall down
Away with all the assumptions
She belongs with him
And he belongs with her
Everyone deserves to love
Everyone deserves their rights to love
No matter who the loved one is
Away with all the pain
Away with the strains
We live through
Away
Katlyn Orthman Nov 2012
I would travel the world
Make hundreds of friends
I would sing at the top of a tower
With the lungs and voice of steel power
I would dance on top of water
Make my passion burn hotter
I would trick the scales of fate
Dissipate every mention of hate
Be a creator of my own place
Take reign of space
I would lift my head
I would lead the army of the dead
Because I am more then a dreamer
I make impossible realer
Katlyn Orthman Nov 2012
Your words break my heart 
Every piece 
Tore my world apart 
You had a feast 
Scared and trapped 
No where to go 
I almost snapped 
My sanity let go
Burned the bridges that we had built
Taken gravity
I felt the world tilt 
No stopping me 
I've been unleashed 
Tonight I roam 
These darkened streets
Katlyn Orthman Nov 2012
Your eyes are tame
Your voice is hushed
You look mundane
But your look makes me blush
Beneath your guise I bet you are
Soft and tender , all at the same
The type of person
That lives by one name
I'll remember you by one I choose
I don't pick winners , because they truly lose
I like your vibe , I like your look
Give me back what others took
Ill give you as much in return
Let our love and passion burn
Katlyn Orthman Nov 2012
Nothing could've prepared me for the geared up beauty on the other side of the door. " Oh good, Theon you finally decided to show up. Now before you start yelling about how you don't need a partner, I'd like you to meet Quorra. She just transferred from another guild for some personal reasons, and she's very excited to become partners," Rowan was talking but I couldn't take my eyes from her.
     She was absolutely beautiful. Long, sleek black hair with red tips, full pink lips. And haunting green eyes. This partnership was going to **** me.
No way could I consentrate on killing monsters while she was in action. I could just imagine how her hair would spin as she swung a sword. Realizing she'd been talking to me I decided I should probably stop drooling like a twelve year old boy, and listen.
    " When they told me I could be partnered with Theon the great legend I was shocked as much as I was ecstatic . I'm sorry if I sound lame but I grew up hearing stories about you," Quorra's smile was so wide I was surprised her face hadn't cracked.
"Ah yes, I'm not quite as exciting as the stories convey," I was doing my best to look her in the eye. I wasn't the social butterfly that I used to be.
Maybe it was my growing age, while my physical appearance didn't look a year older than twenty five, my soul grew old with the battle wounds acquired by many years of this life. I was a soldier in need of a break but would no doubt be drafted as soon as my feet hit fresh soil. Abelia was the one who loved being surronded by people, I would let her drag me to her dinners and social outings but she was the one who enjoyed them. I only enjoyed seeing her happy. Her eyes used to twinkle with excitement.
   I averted my eyes, in fear Quorra might pick up on my suppressed emotions. " Hardly believable," she smiled softly. Rowan lounged against the wall with a mocking smirk on his face. When Quorra turned her back to me to sift through her bag I flicked Rowan off, not just for that look on his face, but for the future hell I was about to endure.
    Rowan then decided to drop the biggest bomb on me then, while I was already suffering.
"By the way, Theon, Quorra is going to need a place to stay. And since you have that giant apartment all to yourself , I told her she could stay at your place. Is that cool?" even though he put it as a question , there was only one answer he would take. " Ah, ya sure," I said quickly, wishing I could run out the door and not come back.  Rowan took pleasure in my obvious displeasure.
"Thank you Theon, it's only temporar. Untill I get my own place, then I'll be out of your hair ," Quorra said smiling at me tenitivly, looks like I wasn't the only one feeling uncomfortable.
     Grabbing her bag that sat by the door, I turned to go outside. " I have a car that you can put that in, ah , do you need a ride?" Quorra stammered out quickly. It was amazing how fast things could get awkward. "No, you can follow me to the apartment, it's not far from here, " I said briskly .
Outside I noticed a black SUV parked in the darkest corner of the parking lot. Smart, I hadn't noticed the car going in.  She clicked a button that was on her keychain and the lights on the car flickered. "Is the motorcycle yours?" she asked going to the back of the car to pop open the door .
"Yeah, she's mine," I replied loading her bag into the back. She didn't have much on her. So either she came in a hurry , or she didn't keep much on her.  Rowan had said she'd transferred for personal reasons. "It's beautiful, does It go fast?"
She crossed her arms and leaned against the side of the car. Great she planned on talking for a while.
     "Yeah, that's why I got her. I like to go fast it's exhilarating , the feeling," I smiled at her , and my eyes caught a change in her eyes before she looked down. I could've been mistaken but it looked as if she were blushing. " Well we might as well get going," she mumbled and opened the car door.
I chuckled to myself as I walked back to Racer.
I was going to hell, might as well have some fun before I get there.
Sorry it took me so long but here's part 2, I know the parts are really short but I think it makes it more suspenseful . Hope you like it :)
Katlyn Orthman Nov 2012
Deep violet red rose
                         Breath your
                                 life into my being ....
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