Details |
Katie Turner Poem
The night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak.
The light for which I lust for flares once,
Then dies, swallowed by the abyss.
All hope perishes,
My heart beats no more.
How could you not understand,
My dark thoughts surround me, crying.
Save me from myself.
Copyright © Katie Turner | Year Posted 2017
|
Details |
Katie Turner Poem
Just. One. More. Cut.
she thought that was all
just one more sliver
and all would be solved
but the pain was addicting
she couldnt escape
she believed in redemption
enclosed in the blade
the cuts how they blead
dripping crimson release
and with a look to the mirror
sees a girl with a creed
To never admit this
to never reveal
the only release now
is with silver and steel
Her worries are worthless
her cries go unheard
and with each passing moment
she feels more despair
The daylight it dwindles
till moonlight appears
the darkness it covers
the sorrow filled tears
She stares at the slivers
the gashes too deep
she looks to the razor
as eyes shut to sleep
just one more cut
was all that she plead
but she took it too far
and now she is dead
Copyright © Katie Turner | Year Posted 2017
|
Details |
Katie Turner Poem
What have you done to me?
A cloud of agony as thoughts creep.
Once we shared bliss, untainted and innocent.
But your love vanished.
Leaving behind a vengeful pool of hatred.
Copyright © Katie Turner | Year Posted 2017
|
Details |
Katie Turner Poem
Do you see me?
As I slowly come undone
Do you see me?
Faking a smile
Do you see me?
As everything seems to become impossible to handle again
Do you see me?
Crying myself to sleep
Do you see me?
As I finally break
Do you see me?
When no one else understands
Do you see me?
As I give my all when I have nothing left to give
Do you see me?
Slowly getting better again
Do you see me?
As I get back on my feet
Do you see me?
Smiling and laughing again
Do you see me?
As I start to become myself again
Do you see me?
No, because you never understood my pain.
Copyright © Katie Turner | Year Posted 2021
|
Details |
Katie Turner Poem
I'm there again.
The place I hate to be.
The place where all my thoughts are consumed by nothing.
Nothing but a soft whisper.
The whisper turns into a screaming crowd
Everyone asking the same question
Why not because no one will care?
A crowded room where everyone is looking.
Oh the disapproval.
Why is she still here?
Louder and louder.
Find a quick fix.
The sting is addictive.
That addictive sting brings silence.
How long...
How long until the whispers begin again?
Copyright © Katie Turner | Year Posted 2018
|