I Never Held Your Little Hands
i never held your little hands
though in my dreams, i had
we picked daisies together, we did
and your chuckles still reverberate
over my ears as i try to make sense
of it all
it doesn't make sense, nothing is
making sense
even the hole i try so hard
to fill with thoughts
of you glowing under the sun
seems fleeting
my darling, you were so perfect
but then you fade away
gently, slowly
a dream finally detaching
itself from reality
so i could wake from my sleep
did you think it will be easy?
did you think that it won't hurt?
when i opened my eyes, no words
could console me,
no amount of tears
could wash away my grief
the only thing that holds
my pieces intact is the knowledge
that your pain is over
while mine has just begun
-thoughts before d&c, katie
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Are you the author of bygones?
Hi there. Yes, I am.
happy thoughts, they tell me,
"fill your head with happy thoughts"
oh, how i wish to
but the thing is,
my mind
is already crowded
and my demons
won't let any of these
"happy thoughts"
ruin their own
idea of a "merry-go-round"
-katie

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i guess it's still in my blood-
the ability to bottle
all my emotions
like they won't
suffocate me
sometimes i wish i can
open up to people
but then,
maybe you can't really teach
an old dog a new trick
afterall
-katie
We need you! Be kind to yourself. You are a contributor to this amazing world. The words in your writings scared me. 🙏🏼 Peace.
I'm just having a tough year. Thank you for the kind words.
when i grow up
i want to be
an astronaut,
an author,
a magician
as a child, it was
easy to dream
of anything
a doctor,
a scientist,
a teacher
the world is vast
and full
of possibilities
now a grown woman,
my heart just wants
to be happy
but disappointingly,
happiness is elusive and
life is a sadist
that takes pleasure
in my agony
so in a world where
we can be anything
i became a masochist
-katie