What Katy did was never allowed on our lips
what Katy did was never allowed in our home
we all knew what Katy did
that she was left there all alone.
When Katy danced on stage
she brought tears to our eyes
she twirled on pink pointe shoes
was the light of our lives.
In Katy's school she was a favourite
a princess with high school fame
we never knew that Katy felt
an avalanche of pain.
When Katy smiled her sweet, sweet way
there were whirlwinds in her eyes
there were volumes of stories to tell
a million truths and lies.
When Katy kissed us all good night
and hurried off to sleep
it never ever passed our thoughts
her depression was so deep.
What Katy did that night last fall
is like a wound we cannot rid
Katy hung herself in her room
that's what Katy did.
**If any of you ever feel suicidal talk to someone, a friend, a teacher, a relative or call a hot-line, please. http://suicidepreventionhotline.org/ http://www.suicide-prevention.org.uk/**
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Goblin Garden (My first collection of random poems) PUBLISHED!
PoetryThere is a shadow lurking on the edge of our perception, in the worst of our nightmares. It is us. It has always been us. Welcome to my first collection of poetry. Here you will find a mangled mess of dark, eccentric and sometimes hopeful poems...
