Drearier Cities — Katie and Tyler’s Poems

Heading to New York, leaving L.A A drearier city, I guess it’s ok Everything’s dusty. No one is free, It’s insinc with the madness That’s Inside of me Heading to New York, I’m leaving L.A Been here before, but I couldn’t stay And now that I’m here and I’ve found you I’m in love with […]

via Drearier Cities — Katie and Tyler’s Poems

“The Sadness That I Summon”

 By Tyler R. Martin
Into bitter blackness, as I slip into a stupor,
Broke and staring blankly, too frail to face the future,
While the sadness that I summon, every dreary day
Is hounding at my heels pining for the price I pay.

The room rapidly retrogrades from my eager eye,
I coldly consider calamity, so serene and won't subside;
And now I am so certain, certainty’s too false to find,
Because in my bitter brain I have malice on my mind.

So, slowly as I sober, something sinister on my shoulder
Is revived and revamps it's wicked whispers in my ear.
It wills me towards the window, as I stagger to my death,
The boulevard is beckoning as I take my final breath.

Saturday-Night Blur

I sit here and jot my one last thought,
The blood pouring from my veins,
And I’m getting my favorite shirt stained,
Down the road, not across the street; I think as spurts of my blood leak,
Beyond this page are stains of red,
The color I see when I let things get to my head,
And in my thoughts are crystal-clear images of her,
I hope she thinks of me as nothing but a Saturday-night blur.
I hope she forgets me.
As I lay here I think of all the questions that burdened on my mother,
“It's a shame”
“He was so young”
“He was just like his brother.”
I feel like I’m not going fast enough; so I grabbed the blade and tried to act tough, With a rip and tug, more red begins to flood,
Onto the bathroom floor my body collapses, and my head hits sink,
After that it hurts to think,
Goodbye.
~Katie Wolffer

--above is an beautiful poem by a beautiful blonde with a beautiful voice. She was kind enough to draw the Jack Daniels bottle on my home screen, she's miserable most of the time and I think she's pretty damn cool. If you wanna read more of her work (its all really good) look her up at katieandtys.home.blog

 --above is an beautiful poem by a beautiful blonde 
with a beautiful voice. She was kind enough to draw
the Jack Daniels bottle on my home screen,
she's miserable most of the time and I think she's pretty damn cool.
If you wanna read more of her work (its all really good) look her up at katieandtys.home.blog