karls

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map of cracks

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life

I walked out, from underneath
and hid all my secrets, beneath
the map of cracks in the floor
then I, locked myself behind, the bedroom door
.
Iâ€™m crying, and trying, not to cut again
my old friends ask, hey where you been
oh If they only knew
the things, I put myself through
Iâ€™ve been to hell, and back
I lost days, cuts, helped me keep track
.
I crawled out, from underneath
and burried that sad girl, beneath
the map of cracks in the floor
maybe theyâ€™ll lead me, to something more

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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY karls

pin it on me

I canâ€™t make your decisions
but yours, lead to head on collisions
you dug this hole for yourself
and youâ€™re a danger, to our health
.
dancing around, the caution tape
never seen you, in such ruff shape
just pin the blame on me
and then, youâ€™re off scott free
.
so innocent so unaware
youâ€™re killing me, and itâ€™s not fair
storms like you my dear, are rare

who to see

you saw me dancing, around your living room
donâ€™t all children, grow up way too soon
you saw half of me
not who, Iâ€™ve grown up to be
.
you watched me, circled the drain
and I guess, I went little insain
you saw half of me
not who, I pride myself to be
.
you saw, the the scars on my wrist
and all your expectations, that I missed
you saw, what a foolish daughter, I could be
not, the stronger woman in me
.
you donâ€™t see, the art on my walls
never watched me, get up from the fall
this is the half of me
you never, took the time to see

scarlet

Iâ€™m a scarlet, queen of the garden
what is it, that makes me harden
red lips, red dress
a 50â€™s make-up mess

pretty girl

pretty girls, donâ€™t eat
pretty girls, watch their feet
they hold in tears
built up from years
of being, a pretty girl

pale blue

In this pale blue morning
I can feel, a storm forming
And it all begins
As the clouds roll in
.
I whisper, a silent prayer
That I wonâ€™t be there
To watch
.
In this pale blue morning
I can feel, a storm forming
And the world spins
With her wicked grin
.
I whisper, a silent prayer
That I wonâ€™t be there
To pick up the pieces

apartments

Small apartments
Barely making rent
Cold day, warm drinks
A book, to make the world shrink

heavy

youâ€™re so heavy, heavy in my hands
tell me, are you strong enough to stand
youâ€™re a, heavy soul to carry
with so many, secrets left to bury

I've been bitter

Iâ€™ve been, giving up slowly
next to you, I feel so lonely
I see now, youâ€™ll never, really know me
what happened, to the kiss
that started it all
and, whereâ€™s the man
who made me fall

like before

Youâ€™re lying next to me asleep.
And Iâ€™m wide awake, wondering.
Why you donâ€™t kiss me,like before.
Isnâ€™t that sad babe

next nothing

My breath is heavy, as it leaves my chest
And I know now, Iâ€™ve got next to nothing left