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Katlyn Orthman Jan 2013
A small patch of the world
Where my imagination swirls
And on Fridays belongs to me
It's not a tall mountain, or the sea
But a room stacked high with everything
That I really need
Or maybe it's full with one thing
That means so much to me
A piano, and a microphone
Where I can sing all alone
And clean my heart when it is full
So I can think, so I may fill the hole
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2013
How could he know this new dawn's light
Would change his life forever?
Set sail to sea but pulled off course
By the light of golden treasure

Was he the one causing pain
With his careless dreaming?
Been afraid, always afraid
Of the things he's feeling

He could just be gone
He would just sail on!
He would just sail on

How can I be lost?
If I've got nowhere to go?
Searched the seas of gold
How come it's got so cold?

How can I be lost?
In remembrance I relive
And how can I blame you
When it's me I can't forgive?

These days drift on inside a fog
It's thick and suffocating
This seeking life, outside it's hell
Inside intoxicating

He's run aground like his life
Water much too shallow
Slipping fast, down with the ship
Fading in the shadows

Now a castaway
Blame all gone away!
Blame gone away

How can I be lost
If I've got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold
How come it's got so cold?

How can I be lost?
In remembrance I relive
And how can I blame you
When it's me I can't forgive?

Forgive me
Forgive me not
Forgive me
Forgive me not

Forgive me
Forgive me not
Forgive me
Forgive me, why can't I forgive me?!

Set sail to sea but pulled off course
By the light of golden treasure
How could he know this new dawn's light
Would change his life forever?

How can I be lost
If I've got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold
How come it's got so cold?

How can I be lost?
In remembrance I relive
So how can I blame you
When it's me I can't forgive?
One of my favorite songs by Metallica , along with Nothing else matters
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2013
Music fills my viens
Music cleans my pain
These wounds across my soul
Are gaping open , a widening hole
I dance with tears in my eyes
I dance to escape, to a new high
To forget the world behind me
To forget the things I see
I dance until my heart might burst
To forget the painful thirst
I dance tell I lose my way
I dance from night tell day
So lost in this party
Please, don't try to find me
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2013
Black casket
The lid closed
To many scars to cover up
Crisscrossed, up and down
Down her stomach
Across her wrist
Along her ankles
The priest insist
That no eyes will see
What the "devil" has done to me
Fresh tears
Cold fear
Fills the room
All pain
All doom
No meaning to a life so wasted
I left the world before I had tasted
Now nights are cold
On the plains of earth
Because I was thrown from heaven
And rejected from hell
What was worse was that I never fell
Alone in the dark
Because I couldn't stand the pain
I'm locked up in a box with my shame
The screams haunt my brain
This wild beast I could never tame
I climb the walls
Just hope I won't fall
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2013
Could it be that I have fallen from grace?
That I have lost touch with the universe?
Losing my grip on this revolving place
I can not tell if I've been trapped, or cursed
Loneliness in the bitterest of forms
I'm suffocating in the angry air
As I'm spinning in this fast forming storm
I can't help but notice you're not there
Pleading to see your face in this grey sky
I'm not sure why I still seem to miss you
After your deceitful, misleading lies
I really should have been utterly through
But still I sit here thinking of your name
Sinking father into my pool of shame
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2013
I've been thinking of you
I've been missing you
And though my mind is ready to forgive
And forget
My heart can't seem to stop remembering
You broke me
Crumbled me
I hated you for it
I hurt for it
But I have this empty hole
That I just need to fill
Before it swallows me too
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2013
Where do I start?
From the beginning ?
From the end?
From the moment I wished this would all end?
The moment that I lost faith?
The moment I lost hope?
Or the moment I lost myself?
Do I start from the first tear?
Or my first heartache?
Should I start from my first craving for pain?
Or my first feeling of shame?
The first time I fell hard?
Maybe I should start from now?
Never mind
I rather just skip to the end
Of it all
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