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Katelyn Mcnulty Poem
Every time I start to gain control
everything around me starts to crumble,
like glass everything starts to shatter into
perfect little pieces to a puzzle,
tears want to drown me yet I hold them back,
not wanting to admit defeat,
yet I know the times near,
for my weakness to stab me in the back,
like little sharp knives reopening all my wounds
for the world to see,
as my world crumbles into little pieces,
I can't do anything but stare,
how did I let it get like this?
what could I of done?is there anything I can
do to end this nightmare
before it becomes too real,
Like glass everything starts to shatter into perfect little
pieces around me, now I realize it already is too real,
so I wait, i wait for my tears to drown me,
I wait for the time to admit defeat,
I wait for my truest fear,
that I'm somehow doomed to fail,
Copyright © Katelyn Mcnulty | Year Posted 2008
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Katelyn Mcnulty Poem
You were walking,
you were talking,
you made my heart do a flip flop,
you came in,
i let you in,
you stabbed me in the back,
my heart was crushed,
my faith was torn into pieces,
my eyes couldn't belive this,
this pain is so new,
it destroyed the rest of my
innocens,
nothing could ever be so real,
nothing could ever be compared,
why couldn't i ever see this,
that this is your way,
you wanted all with no sacrifice,
when you had something true,
now you pay,
you lost your pride now you feel shame
Copyright © Katelyn Mcnulty | Year Posted 2005
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Katelyn Mcnulty Poem
Naieve people blined by
love failing to see,
everything has ended,
the chemistry is gone,
nothing is left of this
painfull romance,
the bitter tears has started,
the yelling,
the screaming too,
new scars,
deep scars,
wounds still bleeding,
healing is impossible,
my eyes are burning from all the
tears that are shead,
I have no energy left,
hate is all thats left,
nothing else remains,
except this deep heart ache
I call pain,
the bad memories are the most hardest
to forget,
while the joy we once shared,
when we laughed and held each others hand,
are close,
the bad memories are closer,
they never lose haste,
they remind me of this painfull broken
heart ache that will always cause pain,
Copyright © Katelyn Mcnulty | Year Posted 2005
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