Paint-Splattered Sky

Ramblings down below

[catelise99]

how odd it is for me not to be able to write about how much I miss you. I cannot understand how much it hurts.

[relativizar-se]

[catelise99]

We waddle in cosmic confusion, looking for our purposes that are lost in space. The metors and the planets swing by purposeless, and we are envy of them: simple substances.

[aestheticsfuture]

[catelise99]

I didn’t want to go home

felt the barbed wire from

the distance surrounded

murky river of depression

found a better pair of glasses

through those looking glasses

people I knew did not look the same

said I was too busy having fun

too busy living my life

because I only got one shot

but I didn’t realize you got one shot too

how strange is it for a person to be gone

for it to be a glue or a light attracting me

back to barbed wired home

I miss home now, but mistake me not

I still kept my better pair of glasses

so sorry if I see you differently

[thepolychromeattic]

Through the looking glass

by Cara Hanley

[catelise99]

was never the one who’s afraid of death

instead always am the one who’s afraid

to grow up

the universe has nothing on me

yet I walk as if one mistake made

will lead to a long, long downfall

to adulthood misery

where I can catch no break

never been a religious kind of girl

but I will pray the soul out of me

if I ever grow into 9 to 5

[iconicklaine]

Today is going to be a great day, even if I have to pretend I’m in a fairy tale. 

[catelise99]

The first time I said I was depressed was a conversation with myself. After saying I did not want to live anymore, my brain was so quick to shut it down and pretend I was having a funny episode. How awkward for me to not be able to feel with myself. Years of battling with the idea of depression built a bridge I did not want to cross. The day I said I think I have depression out loud was quiet. Everything got quiet. The crowd was loud, but I was not. Never again I said to myself. But darling, it does not go. It stays. All the cheesy shits Hollywood have been saying were true. Clouds above my head were dark, dark gray. My bed always felt like a comfortable pit i couldn’t get out. Every conversation became a background noise, and I can’t just seem to snap out of it.

Cat, I know you’re trying, but this shit is not a doctor visit.

-Hi good afternoon Catalina Romero, I’m Doctor Words. What can I fix today?

Well doctor you see, I’m always sad, and I want help.

-Oh really? Maybe don’t feel so sad?

Ah shit, you’re right! It’s cured

How easy will that be

[danismm]

The Waiting Room via Devon Parks

[catelise99]

A lot of things add up

first it was you

Then it was them

Then it was the world

Finally it was me

How many times have I

Found myself staring the

Starless stars in the room

How many words will it take

For the sad eyes to fade away

done with saying I’m tired

Why will you keep asking the same questions? Don’t you get tired of tired souls?

Spaced out gal don’t really get the attention until somebody wants some.

[catelise99]

them dreams so wild

so so bold

them dreams ain’t

holding me back

no mistakes to be made

no limitations to reach

anything I think of,

I can do

and then, I wake up

chained to the bed.

-Operation Living

[feixiu]

dreams on sale, today only

[catelise99]

the back of mine

lies like a table

with your lies

- it might be

attention I

crave for

or just another

excuse to

not feel so

l o n e l y

[maisonsblanches]

credit: signe bay

[catelise99]

Honey homey eyes

Drizzling in sweet

Smiles, sugary n

Bubbly personality

Boy you’re on a

Different wavelength

Different level

Different course

But I want you

To be my dessert

I want to

Eat you up

Dripping in honey

In my bed

Sounds like a dream

N’ soon to be a reality

Pretty please, sugar,

Give my heart a cavity

[catelise99]

homebound boy,

saw you in diapers

crying whenever your mama

stepped out of the room

homebound boy,

said you never wanted to go

dreamt of a family

just like yours

homebound boy,

don’t you know the

world out there is cold

colder than the ices

them rappers flashing out

on your screens

I think you’re slowly

recognizing the reality

when death came

knocking on your door

and your mother answered