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Katlyn Orthman Dec 2012
Soft curtains a drawn
A mist set forth on the stage
Down from the ceiling fell a cage
Elegant in beauty
The crowd watched in silence
For the show to begin
A soft melody fell from her lips
And crescendoing into loud folds of words
The opra began
She draped her body along the bars
And sang about how she wished to be set free
About her soul dying in the clutches of containment
A tear fell down her face
The crowd in awe leaned into the stage
Grasping her sides with a forlorn frown
Lying there
She let out the last of her show
It flew through the room like electricity
And the curtains where once again drawn to hide her face
She fell  against the cool metal
Waiting to be set free
But the room dimmed to dark
And her body ebbed in and out of reality
Phantom of the ... Opera
Inside my mind
Katlyn Orthman Dec 2012
A hundred shots fired
Until it was silent
The smell of blood roamed the halls
His soul had fallen
Evil had found its way in
Children without eyes to see
So vulnerable
This event has shaken me
The tears fall down my face
As I listen to the news
The deaths in Connecticut
Thirty met the afterlife
Pray for them
I rest on my knees
God tell me have we all been killed?
Are we all doomed?
Open your arms to those we have lost
I beg of you give them peace
I was watching the news and heard about the shooting in Connecticut , I'm so sorry to all the parents that lost their children, I cannot fathom how it would feel to know that your child wasn't coming home
Katlyn Orthman Dec 2012
I answered the phone
I was happy
Then you said hello
My smile fell from my face
And I sat down without grace
Because I know your voice
I hate you
It's the only time I'd say such a word
But no other could describe how I feel towards you
After all that you have done to me
Can't you just leave me alone?
After all that I've said to you
Can't you go home?
I don't want to talk to you
You've broken me, and I'm stone
Please I am begging you
Stop!
I've asked you how many times
I've cried too many to count
I'm a mess already inside
Just leave me alone
I don't want to think of you
I don't want to hear you
I'm trying to get stronger
I'm trying to stay alive
So if you ever cared for me
Then you'd hang up the phone for good
And hand back my heart
Katlyn Orthman Dec 2012
We don't know who we are,
We all have are scars
In my heart it's ripped apart
But I'll never let you  know
Though my eyes are closed
The sounds still let me know
That your near, I can hear you close
And your tears still fall
And I say **** it all
We will never be perfect
Never be perfect

Put my hopes on the ground
Get up turn around
Because nothing ever comes my way
Anymore

Now I see that there far away
Now I know, there's no future day
Might as well just put down the faith
And leave
Walk out the door can't care anymore
I have been broken to many times
To ever rewind

Now I plea to god, that he will save me
But I know that's a hopeless road
And I've tried to see, a light holding opportunity, but it escapes me Every time
And I look for a way, to get out of this place
But it seems that I'm held back in this space

  Put my hopes on the ground
Get up turn around
Because nothing ever comes my way
Anymore

Now I see that there far away
Now I know, there's no future day
Might as well just put down the faith
And leave
Walk out the door can't care anymore
I have been broken to many times
To ever rewind
Katlyn Orthman Dec 2012
I'm so tired
Of crying myself to sleep
The pain of those awful memories
Sometimes It's like no one knows me
I am so broken
No one understands
I was crushed and defeated by those hands
And now I sit wasting away
Hiding beneath covers to scarred to face the day
I can feel it like a thousand daggers
Beating into my flesh
But I can't cry
And I can't feel
I'm starting to doubt if this is real
Maybe I should run
No I'm so done
I might as well say goodbye ...
Just feeling .... I don't know
Katlyn Orthman Dec 2012
BOOM**
The sound of my heart erupting
And pooling around my feet
CRACK
The sound of my heart breaking
And me dying a little more
Am I a monster?
Katlyn Orthman Dec 2012
In the end he sat facing a gun
He was scared of the end nearing to come
All the things he'd said that he had done
His war had been won
There was no victory in the end
There was no vulnerable princess to defend
Just a body wrapped up In a blanket
In the ocean is where he sank it
He shook and cried he lost control
The anger had ruled and taken a toll
And now he sat with his head in his hands
Not knowing where he would stand
At the end of the gun receiving?
Or pulling the trigger relieving?
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