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A Poem by Kaotic Barbie
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emotional state of an exhausted body.

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Traveling, sounds so lovely doesn't it?
But thats not how my life, like a present wraps.
My mind and body is utterly done here
My soul has settled, and is ready to collapse.

To another home, another upset once again
Where life will start and so quickly it will end
Where the skys start sunny but soon go dark
And for myself i will once again be left to fend.

I am a martian to this world of reality
Causing tradgety with every step I take out the door
They all scream for me to go back where I came from
Because I am completely useless, all the way to the core.

Mistake is possibly my middle name
I don't believe I was ever meant to be born
From the minute I woke life has been but a joke
And my world has been left completely torn.

When I try to escape from my own self
To my face I get hit will a million slaps
Because I can't ignore the person I really am
It's about time I'm ready to collapse.

My whole world has turned it's back upon me
Laying me out across a horrid train track
Telling me not to move, for it will be over soon
For my own shadow is my worst attack.

And when It's the light I am finally shown
I don't know whether to cry or stand and clap
But in the end, at this very distant moment
I am completely ready to collapse.

© 2008 Kaotic Barbie


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Whats that katie ..that should never be your talk
no your soul will not settle..it will fly like a bird high up to the skies
your life will never end dear as long as a pure soul dwells within
a pure soul keeps singing within.. no harm will come to you
its just hard luck of a stupid life..a mistreatment of the very wrong people
that you should never be around..they dont know how much worth this pearl is
i know its true value..
your middle name should be a rising sun ..honey drops..morning dew
you bring hope with your words to all who come near
i will always scream to come near so i hear that beautiful voice so clear
its like music to my ears..
life is a joke so laugh at it dear
the only thing you could be hit with is kisses of loving faces
who would enjoy this beauty of a pure soul..never have i seen before
you will never collapse..carrying all this beauty
wonderful

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I feel like that some times. Nice writing.
BTW thanks for the Review! =D

Posted 15 Years Ago


"ready to collapse to another home"
Such a beautiful concept, and I know I'm kind of combining lines here.
It seems like we just go from place to place until we're exhausted and need something else...
I say this having been awake 35 hours.
Nice write.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Whats that katie ..that should never be your talk
no your soul will not settle..it will fly like a bird high up to the skies
your life will never end dear as long as a pure soul dwells within
a pure soul keeps singing within.. no harm will come to you
its just hard luck of a stupid life..a mistreatment of the very wrong people
that you should never be around..they dont know how much worth this pearl is
i know its true value..
your middle name should be a rising sun ..honey drops..morning dew
you bring hope with your words to all who come near
i will always scream to come near so i hear that beautiful voice so clear
its like music to my ears..
life is a joke so laugh at it dear
the only thing you could be hit with is kisses of loving faces
who would enjoy this beauty of a pure soul..never have i seen before
you will never collapse..carrying all this beauty
wonderful

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Kaotic Barbie
Kaotic Barbie

Baltimore, MD



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My name is Kati. I'm 20 years old and live in Baltimore, Maryland "And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. Th.. more..

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