We all have our own sea
A complete disaster of misery
Truth and lies all mixed in one
Sadness and depression taking place of fun.
Drugs numb your dreams of the past
Keeping you from the f*****g future
Luring you to a world you never knew
And f*****g you right out of the blue.
And he comes to you in the dreams
Asking you to stay alert and have hope
But in your mind everything has fallen
Your bleeding at the seams, how can you cope?
Down and out all day all the time.
Because the way was never given to you
And everyone else is so many roads ahead
But you still sit here and dread everything you’ve been through.
What you miss is long gone in the past
And you cant seem to find a new kind of dream
The world has given you a bad name already
And the help you want is covered by the hurt and steam.
This might be the one poem you have that I'm 100% familiar with, and have complete understanding of.
Your words strike me so hard. They aren't fancy, and yet, underlying meaning, and how you arrange them so perfectly that really makes them impact someone.
Once again, bravo.
I look up to you as a person, and poet.
Oh Kati even in your sadest moment you sing beautifully
how i always loved your words and poetry..how i feel
everyone is in his own sea,it is a disaster and misery
you are not alone in this..all dreams gone numb
everything telling you to give up hope
and your mind takes a fall and you bleed and cant cope
we miss everything all gone and past
you can not dream anew
you are branded as bad already
how lovely even in your pains ,so sad ,so so beautiful
how you picture the filth of this world..and you are not alone
lovely write..
This might be the one poem you have that I'm 100% familiar with, and have complete understanding of.
Your words strike me so hard. They aren't fancy, and yet, underlying meaning, and how you arrange them so perfectly that really makes them impact someone.
Once again, bravo.
I look up to you as a person, and poet.
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..