karaokekitcat

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3AM~ 5.22.2013 by karaokekitcat, literature

Untitled~ 5.22.2013 by karaokekitcat, literature

~I Breathed. 10-17-12~ by karaokekitcat, literature

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~I Breathed. 10-17-12~

So many feelings stirring and mixing, turning, and mixing, and flooding my brain with more then it can stand. Mixing as if the waves from the ocean were coming from all sides, hitting me, and mixing feelings. I stand tall and still and the waves become calm, and the air turns into a gentle breeze and the soul's at rest. The soul is at rest. And from the new heavens cry words of "fear not of your own emotion, but feel that of the mind. Another strong wave breaks through as they beat and mix, beat and mix me. And the waves part. And feelings are gone. And I breathed again.

It All Comes Flooding Back -1.2.2012- by karaokekitcat, literature

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It All Comes Flooding Back -1.2.2012-

It all comes flooding back, in a single text. "It's over." I sink to the flood falling to my side in fetal position as my heart shattered into nothing. The feeling I know all to well joins me with the first sob I allow to escape. As I hit the floor I feel like death has ran finger nails along my heart, Allowing the warm beating flesh pumping blood through my veins, to rot on the outside and turn black and dead. Pain, no not pain, agony, no: The numb lifeless feeling that causes every single inch of my body, from head to toe to be a black broken empty worthless numb void... I told myself it was to good to be true, as I laid in his

The Sea. -12.7.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

Old Friend. -10.21.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

No Hopes. -10.21.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

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No Hopes. -10.21.2011-

I can wonder for hours by myself in the woods, and I'm perfectly happy. But the moment you stick me in a room filled with people, who I know don't care about me, I feel alone. Mentally and physically. I hate the feeling of that alone, that constant feeling of no hope. No hopes. No hopes.

Pills -10.21.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

Isabella -10.20.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

Alone. -10.20.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

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Alone. -10.20.2011-

I sit here in a room with 300 people, they don't know, they don't know, they don't know. I sit here in a room with 300 people, they can't know, they can't know, they can't know. I sit in a room with 300 oblivious people, they should know, they should know, they should know. I sit in a room with 300 uncaring people, they don't care, they don't care, they don't care. I

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3AM~ 5.22.2013 by karaokekitcat, literature

Untitled~ 5.22.2013 by karaokekitcat, literature

~I Breathed. 10-17-12~ by karaokekitcat, literature

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~I Breathed. 10-17-12~

It All Comes Flooding Back -1.2.2012- by karaokekitcat, literature

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It All Comes Flooding Back -1.2.2012-

The Sea. -12.7.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

Old Friend. -10.21.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

No Hopes. -10.21.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

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No Hopes. -10.21.2011-

Pills -10.21.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

Isabella -10.20.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

Alone. -10.20.2011- by karaokekitcat, literature

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Alone. -10.20.2011-

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She's Learning by sinistersayings, literature

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She's Learning

She's learning to love it. Love you. You're killing her now Why can't you see that right now you're so hurtful, so painful, She's learning to love you cause that's what she always does though all that you say rips her to pieces beneath you. She's learning to love being broken apart by your sinister grins and unholy sins she's learning to love it being yours. She's learning, still learning to love you.

Cat by sinistersayings, literature

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Cat

She's like an angel with bony wings that jut out of her back. Beautiful, but tragic. Light as a feather, she glides almost above the ground, a dazed look in her eyes. Distant. Her feet barley touch the ground, she isn't from here, she doesn't belong. She belongs in the distant place where she gazes off into, she's nothing like the others, she belongs out in the sky, past the gravitational pull of the Earth. She's trapped here though, she can't escape from here. She's so much higher above the rest of them. But she can't fly with her bony wings.

Wedding Day by sinistersayings, literature

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Wedding Day

I wait for her at the bottom of the grand staircase. She walks slowly out of the room and stands silently at the top. Her white dress hugs every curve until her hips where it drapes down. She looks stunning. Her wavy rich brown hair is kept down, and her chocolate brown eyes bloodshot though. She stumbles forward and throws her waist over the railing and empties her stomach onto the white marble floor a story below. She starts to shake. "Cat..." I ask. "Are you alright?" "I'm sorry" she whispers just loud enough to hear, "don't come any closer!" She snaps. She stumbles back. I shakily step up a stair. "Cat" I call "It's okay"

A Sleeping Angel by sinistersayings, literature

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A Sleeping Angel

She's so peaceful when she sleeps. Her body relaxes, the worries that taunt her during the day always, seem to disappear. She looks lighter, and even sometimes a sweet smile crosses her lips. And all her troubles seem to be forgotten. She is free. But then there are times, when her face is struck by horror And she cannot help but to thrash around on the couch Her face tenses up and if you listen closely You will hear her whisper quietly as tears stream down her face, "no"

Letting Go Of An Angel by sinistersayings, literature

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Letting Go Of An Angel

I'm high, too high intoxicated by nature's finest plant but it's honest, all too honest, too truthful for me. I feel as though you are crying out to me but I can't help you. I am you. I can't help myself, because he's too powerful. He, who is taking you over. I cannot help you anymore, dear child. And this is where our path and theirs divide. This is where our paths collide. This, the road they'll never know This, the road, you're about to know. This, the road will help you grow. This the road covered in a layer of thorns which you and I walk through, with bloody feet.

You're Too Young by sinistersayings, literature

Mckenna by sinistersayings, literature

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Mckenna

She disappears almost as quickly as she appears, a ghost on the ground, an Angel from heaven, at least to all those with open minds, and open hearts. She goes as quickly as she comes, but stays by your side, loyal as glue to two pieces of paper, always there, aware, she knows exactly what to say to make it better. Her voice is so soothing it lulls you to believe that everything's alright, her voice silently says "It's okay, I'll make it better" and her face is the face of an angel, it brings you reassurance that it'll all be okay. She appears when she is needed and disappears when you're okay enough to stand on your own. She cries for yo

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karaokekitcat

Jun 19, 2012

Confusion.

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I'm happy but I'm not... I feel like I'm stuck but to scared to move.... I thought I loved him- but I don't? I want my guardian angel, and he doesn't. Confusion and pain are starting to eat away at my heart and soul. I  need a break.

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karaokekitcat

Jan 31, 2012

I finally realized...(really personal)

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I've finally realized why I hate being called a whore and slut so much, it's not just offensive language. When I think of a whore or a slut I think of some one who has a lot of sex(for money), and I do neither. In fact the only reason I give sex to people so easily id because I find myself worthless. I wanted to be a virgin until marriage- but that's quite hard to do when your boyfriend takes your virginity via rape, then says he'll commit suicide if you tell anyone, but for some reason even though he hurt you, you still love him to much, so you let it go on. You let the raping go on for more then half a year, and you never said yes, you can

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karaokekitcat

Jan 17, 2012

Ow.

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My wrist hurts, so much for the scars finally fading....

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notwithoutmycamera

Nov 10, 2011

your work... brilliant!

thank you!

Thank you so much!

Thank you for adding me to your watch

Appreciate it

Brink-maniac

Sep 24, 2011

just wanted to say hi. And that I miss you. And I guess I could have done this on facebook, but I'm on dA a lot more. And you better not hide this comment cause it's personal and not art-related like pallavi does (cause she's a jerk) because that would mean that YOU ARE SHUTTING OUT THE LOVEEE I AM SENDING YOU across cyberspace. I hope you feel the physical impact of it. I should hit you right in the middle of your chest and knock you over and make you go "YES. OUR CABIN SHOULD HAVE A REUNION" in an epiphany-like manner. Either that, or if your leg is broken or you're on your death bed and have trouble even sitting up or something and you somehow can't get out of the house to see the beautiful faces of our cabin again (not all sweaty and gross) I demand that you write me a poem right now. Because you are really good at them and I need something new to frame on my wall.
Like, right now.

like... now.

<3
I can be so demanding can't I? I'm surprised Pallavi sticks around.

karaokekitcat

Sep 25, 2011

it may be depressing, but here it goes;
~ I'm standing there
in the icy water,
the ice cold stare,
in my glassy eyes,
reminds me of the summer,
I knew not of lies.~
(untitled)

yea sooooo its kind of odd, but whateverrr, i miss you guys!!!!!
we should have a reunion at Mihigan's Adventure or something (:
LOVE YOU

bluechill9

Jul 12, 2011

You should use this! You have good poetry!