I'm Kait. I'm a senior in college, human Development major. I have a history of depression and self-injury. My poetry has changed so much in the past few years just as life has changed for me. Any questions just ask. I'm a very open person. |
We wonder around in the dark,
until we stumbel and fall...
A fragile ornament dropped to the floor
shattered into pieces of hope and despair...
Midnight jam session
with the music in my head...
Softly the raven cries,
sings Her sad song of death...
It feels really good, to be hated.
But hey, that is what I chose...
It feels really good, to be hated.
But hey, that is what I chose...
She said there is nothing like a daydream,
A striking chord to change the scene...
I am beyond dealing with you,
Your backstabbing ways...
Take a break from cooking,
to hold this baby boy...
You have given me the most precious gift that can...
You have given me a shoulder to cry on...
When you get sick of her... remember who was always there for you. |
~your words were my whole life, my words were your pain~ |
Why spend all your time trying to be everything your not, when you could spend it being everything you alredy are. |