Empty |
Warm tears
Hands shaking
Times like these
My heart is breaking
Dreams told
Secrets finished
Pretty soon
Thoughts diminished
Provoked by you
Led by me
I want to finally
Just break free
Hate the crim...
Posted by Kathryn on Thu, 23 Mar 2006 06:43:00 PST |
comfort to the level of bliss |
please don't be scared. i'm here for the right reasons. landing the plane is hard to do, but if no on else will help you, i'd direct you to a safe landing. I'm not sure how, actually. i've never ...
Posted by Kathryn on Sun, 05 Feb 2006 07:49:00 PST |
You're Lucky to Have Another Piece Upon Which to Feast.. |
I bloomed when no one was looking. Not one saw me sparkle and now you begin to grow. It's human to feast on attention, but it's no more than wicked temptation. Learning to live on your own is a try...
Posted by Kathryn on Tue, 03 Jan 2006 08:05:00 PST |
To the New Year |
So this is my first blog that hasn't been thought out or revised or a piece that I wrote a long time ago. I've been pretty upset lately and things are getting pretty hard to handle emotionally. The ...
Posted by Kathryn on Sun, 01 Jan 2006 03:01:00 PST |
I'm the sex in your coffee... |
I'm the sex in your coffee
And the joke made about your friend
I'm the reason you got up today
And the reason you want to die today
I wish it could go slower
But I didn't realize it until now
When you...
Posted by Kathryn on Sat, 08 Oct 2005 06:16:00 PST |
write this down- prose (short, and not my best) |
New chapters bring forth the secrets that wait to be written in the pages of this novel.The story is undecided and unimportant. The characters create the untold script.Your morbid shadow is eating aw...
Posted by Kathryn on Mon, 29 Aug 2005 05:47:00 PST |
She waits. - (Fiction... possibly) |
She was sick of waiting. She bolted out of her cramped dorm, sour patch kids in hand, and ran as quickly as she could down the flight of stairs to dorm 107. There she waited. She knocked. With the...
Posted by Kathryn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
I feel.- taken from my xanga entry. |
I feel.i feel for the girls with angry parents and uptight parents and no parents and too many parents. i feel for the girls that have been hurt by love or haven't felt love or don't know love. i feel...
Posted by Kathryn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Room for Two- Poem |
*Wrote at WTW**
Room for Two.
Do you even realize I'm looking at you?
Are you innocent? Are you some god?
Well, would you let me worship you up close,
filling my hunger for contact
with th...
Posted by Kathryn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Thinking /What do you know? - poem |
Thinking/ What do you know?
You can tell a lot about a person by the way they look when they're thinking:
His eyebrows move closer together as his eyes squint.
Sweaty streams of saline r...
Posted by Kathryn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
