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Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
The wind pushes against the glass
the rain pounds inside your head
you wait for the storm to pass
but it gets worse instead

The sun has gone away
the clouds fill the sky
the warmth won't stay
this life has gone awry

You wait for nature to take its course
and take you from this misery
but you're sunk down
to drown
beneath the current

Resuscitated before death can claim you,
each breath is without air
lungs filled by salty waters
filling and tearing your lungs bare

Panic fills your mind
and you thrash to get out
but you are held under
unable to die and unable to live

In circles we go
around and around
when it stops you'll never know
at the bottom of the ocean you'll never be found
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
I think I finally found the key
the mangled twisted broken key
to unlocking this broken mess inside of me
Inside of the piles of memories

Most tainted by what you've done
and some bent by what I've become
from the way you took what belonged to me
and left me broken and angry

By the way you ruined my life
and the way you beat the kids and your wife
By the way you lured me in
and unleashed demons on me that still haunt me from within.

You took my childhood straight from my arms
and you broke me into nothing.
I still see your face inside my dreams
hear your laugh as I would scream

I still cry when I hear your name
and when I think of you all I feel is shame
because of what you did
I have always hid

I am afraid of the world outside
because of the words you've left burned inside
I can't look people in the eye
because of you

But even though you're the monster of my nightmares
I am not scared
and I have only three words to tell you
even though I hate you
I forgive you
It takes too much energy holding on to the past, and forgiveness is the bravest form of strength. Let go of the things holding you back, and move forward. Take control.
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
I felt a shift in overwhelming air
It tingled against my sensitive eyes
I felt the breeze run fingers in my hair
And I felt where the Earths heart really lies

The sun rested its arms against my face
And brushed away the shards blown asunder
Took me in and gave me a humble place
Beneath it's warm wings safe from the thunder

The rain washed away my dry salted tears
Held me in blankets of security
Erased my frothing belligerent fears
In a stronghold of true sincerity

This is the place that I call my real home
It's a place that I have built on my own
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
I don't want to be the victim anymore
I want to be the hero
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2014
Your tear drops hit the floor like glass
and everything you loved has passed.
There's a new found ache in your heart,
and it gnaws and claws you apart.
You feel the new year has brought you dead ends,
and you're too tired from last year to pretend.
Fighting for this will they say you own,
but you're standing on the battlefield alone.
This day does not end in laughs and smiles,
no it ends in tests and trials.
Measuring the strength you've been forced to show,
you can't hide it anymore because now they know.
You saw God crying in the face of your enemies,
and that gave you strength to fight endlessly.
Anywhere you would've followed the horizon,
but now you can rest your head,
for now you're done.
Katlyn Orthman Dec 2013
Hear her wails in the dead of night
they signify someones death tonight.
Foreboding this harbinger of deaths message
does wait at the threshold.

The reaper comes and snags you,
brings you through the shadows pull.
You think of how it came to be
that your life, so wonderful,
has come to an end.
With one Banshee's call.
Katlyn Orthman Dec 2013
Stare at the evidence,
that weapon you used to **** her.
The blood that stains the carpet,
the frantic smears of tears and fear.

Does it shame you,
knowing what you've done?
Are you guilty,
of what you've become.

Head lowered, eyes cast to the floor,
walking through all of these doors.
You can't look me in the eye,
or tell me why.

But you took her life,
with a dull jagged edge knife.
Buried in her flesh over again,
as she wailed for it to end.

You slung her up and tossed her down,
sealed the deal as you watched her drown.
Dusted off your hands and turned away,
did you think about the life you decided to take?
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