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Katlyn Orthman Apr 2013
It's time to really look at myself
Look deep into my eyes
Look at the pain I've caused
And heal
Even if it sends me somewhere dark
Even if I'm scared
I have to right my wrongs
And fix myself
Before I can move forward
From all that I have lost
I am taking a break from many things, I have to spend some time fixing things that have been broken.
Katlyn Orthman Apr 2013
Sometimes I pretend I'm someone else
So I don't have to be me
Until I open my eyes
And face my reflection
Katlyn Orthman Apr 2013
The signs on the doors are flipped to open
The stores turn on the lights
We pretend like we are safe
Like we can all share a smile
While we slowly **** ourselves together
As the wars get worse
Bombs blow up
People die
And we dare stand beneath the clouds
Questioning god as to why?
Innocents are killed
For the reckless of another
It was revenge
One eye for the other?
We won't need them anyways
We're all blind
I've finally lost hope
Lost faith in myself
And in mankind
Katlyn Orthman Apr 2013
Warm water around my ankles
I watch the waves sink in then slither away
I watch the moon rise before the day
Watching the stars rip their way into the sky
These battle scars, I wait for them to fade
While watching the moon rise and the sun set
Everyday
Yet the scars only stay
I wish I could stop for how much it hurts
How much shame weighs on me
How disgusted I feel
Like I let you all down
Like I let myself down
Like I'm never going to change
Like they might never fade away
Like I lost this fight
These are the times I wish
*I could fade into the night
Katlyn Orthman Apr 2013
Rain
is just the world
taking in so much
that it has to let go and
*cry
Katlyn Orthman Apr 2013
Do you think if I cut my hair
I might become someone else ?
If I change my clothes
And the piercing in my nose
I could hang the old me up on the shelf?
Do you think if I cover the scars
And I wash out the hair die
That I could wash out the lies
And maybe become one with the stars?
Do you think if wiped up the tears
And rearranged my room
That I could change how I feel
And stop pretending that this is real
Maybe mop up the pieces with a broom?
Maybe I could reconstruct my shattered dreams
No, cause nothing is as easy as it seems
Katlyn Orthman Apr 2013
Softly my heartbeat
Each beat a note to my symphony
Of love for you
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