Poetry

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Apparently eating only cheese flavored snacks, pasta and drinking minimal water and coffee is not good for you

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You know how when you're really thirsty but the water doesn't help any?

That's how life feels right now.

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Just a girl

Just a girl.

Little sad girl.

Girl has flowers in her hair and a smile on her face.

Girl has demons in her head and scars on her wrists.

Sleepless nights and long days.

Fighting to reach perfection, pleasing everyone who comes her way.

Yet she still reaches for the blade, for the pills.

Trying to find perfection while standing tear-streaked, naked in front of a mirror.

Door locked, like her heart to the world.

Girl's hatred for herself is stronger than her will to live.

Trying, crying, this girl is dying.

Girl is trying to hold on to her will to live.

It's slipping away through her thin fingers.

Her frail figure a mess on the floor, naked and crying.

She fears she will never be perfect.

Her mind is slowing down, the pills are slowly killing her...

Her body bleeding from the cuts she put there.

Girl is trying.

Girl is dying...

Girl is dead...

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What kind of content do y'all look for?

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Little devil girl

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Flying

Hands tight around the steering wheel,

She tries to calm her mind.

Empty bottle in the cup holder,

Alcohol on her breath,

Pain on her mind.

The lights on the road in front of her blurry-

Mind is fuzzy.

Her foot rests heavy on the gas pedal,

The blurry lights seem to fly by.

Cars honk as she speeds by,

She always wanted to fly...

Five years old-

She is running,

Arms spread out like wings,

She wished to fly.

Ten years old-

Curled up in a ball behind her bed,

Momma and Daddy shouting in the kitchen.

She sat crying,

Imagining flying away from this.

Fifteen years old-

At a party,

Had a little too much of a drink she wasn't yet old enough for.

His hands all were over her body.

He lead her to a bedroom.

She was shoved onto a bed that wasn't her's.

Wishing she could fly away from this hell as he took control.

Nineteen years old-

Drunk on a highway,

Running from her past that haunts her.

Flying down the highway.

Lights flash in her rear view mirror.

Police sirens scream.

She pushes harder on the gas pedal.

As she lets go of the steering wheel,

The car starts weaving

The night goes quiet.

And...

She flies.

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I shouldn't be questioning if he loves me... But here I am again.

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They called her angel

He knew she was a little devil ;)

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Drown

"You've seemed down lately, are you depressed again?"

"No. Depression is like drowning at the bottom of the ocean, I'm still struggling for air at the surface."

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Poem: Its been a long day

It's been a long day

I'm trying to stay happy but I don't know how to anymore

I mean I feel happiness

I mean I am happy

I mean I think I don't feel happiness but I do

I feel it when his arms are around me

I feel it when the sun warms my skin

I feel it when the book I'm reading is so good I just have to look away

It's been a long day

I cried a lot today

I cried a lot today because I felt like giving up

I cried a lot today because I was in pain

I mean I am in pain

I mean it hurts

I mean I feel sick

It's not just physical pain it's emotional pain

My struggles have fallen on me like an avalanche

I am blanketed in heavy snow that is so cold I'm shaking

I'm shaking

I am shaking

And I'm crying

I am crying

I'm tired

It's been a long day

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Kat Rose Poetry

Hey y'all! \n \n My Name is Kat Rose, I'm 17 and working on starting a blog for my poetry! I hope y'all enjoy it! \n \n Please feel free to

Check out my website! I'm really just trying to find out if my poetry is good enough to do something with when I move to NYC... Y'all I'm dyin ovah here 😅😭

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Poem: Their guidelines turned me into who I am

They told me to stay in at night.

So I did the obvious and snuck out.

I fell in love with the stars and the chill in the air.

They told me me to never lie.

So when they asked me how I slept.

I told them I slept great, my fingers crossed behind my back while thoughts of the stars filled my mind.

They told me to always let them know where I was when with my boyfriend.

Soon the places I told them of were miles away from us, dust floating in the air as we sped away on our adventures.

He picked me up in the middle of the night,

My heart was racing as we drove away in the dark.

These days I was more in love with the stars in his eyes than the stars in the sky.

My late night adventures were no longer spent alone.

We lay in the dark side by side as we talked about the past, present, and future.

We laughed and kissed, enjoying the night.

I was never the person my family thought me to be.

But I am the person who has adventures in the middle of the night, the girl who falls in love under the stars.

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Hey y'all! I used to have this back in 2017 but decided to get it back! I write bad poetry and rant a lot sooo aye