Kathryn Spratt

Tree in All Seasons

I am a tree in the winter time. My confidence is the leaves falling off the tree. I am just there sitting still for hours doing nothing. My sanity slowly starts to whither away. I go through phases. I am silent and still. My insecurities are the ugly dead branches. I am a tree inContinue reading “Tree in All Seasons”

Not Alone

I always hear how I am not alone, That there are others Who feel the same I do. But when it’s 4:00 am And my eyes burn With tear-stained cheeks, And there’s nobody there To hear my muffled cries, It’s hard to believe How anybody can feel As broken as me

Deadly

What is more deadly, A thought or a gun? A gun gives you the opportunity, But a thought pulls the trigger

Death

I knocked on death’s door Knowing exactly what I was looking for I offered myself up On a silver platter But it made no difference I didn’t matter Death sent me packing Before I even made it halfway Saying I don’t want you here Please go away I was forced back to life Feeling pureContinue reading “Death”

Give Me Candy

Give me some candy Cause my life’s too bitter I just wanna feel better So gimmie a treat And when my teeth grow rotten And I live on the streets Just gimmie some candy And it won’t matter to me I just want some candy Forgetting the price Been living kinda dirty But it tastesContinue reading “Give Me Candy”

Soap Opera

I have a little frog His name is Tiny Jim I put him in the sink To see if he could do my dishes And he drank my dish soap And when he tried to sing The sing turned into a soap opera

Elmore Night

As they rest in elmore one or two or more as they sleep lets take a peak in the dreams of little old peatwhy o why is there such heat i am beat so tired from the heat why o why my feet why o why are you torturing little old peato little old peatContinue reading “Elmore Night”

Because of You

You have helped me laugh You have dried my tears Because of you I have no fears.

Growing Older

It’s been awhile since i felt the warm sun on my face. The years went by so fast. I was getting old so old that twigs and leaves were growing out of my ears. The kids always came, everyday they came and climbed up my limbs and picked the fresh apples. But one day, theContinue reading “Growing Older”

Artist

I want to sigh I want to cry And I hate to admit it but I want to die To stop this endless pain To never again get out of bed To stop cutting up my skin Like it’s paper And my blade a pen But I’m an artist And I can’t stop Each cutContinue reading “Artist”