Shorts by katie

  Little Eyes. I know you don’t feel good and your body aches, But there is no time to waste when you’re a parent, Your child comes first in all that you do, You have to show faith, Even when you hover on that mental break, Little eyes are watching you, So get up and keep going, Here let me fix that crown for you, Don't worry, I hid it, nobody seen it, So now show them eyes what you can do, You will fix it, you can show it, Teach them to keep in mind, That not one soul is the same, everyone is different, And to be kind in all that they do, Show them all that is good in life, And not just the pain and sorrow, To become your best self, express yourself, When those little eyes are watching you. Written by: Katie Clarke 2021

  Nobody Nobody knows, nobody sees it, I sit here with my demons, night after night, They whisper sly things in my ears, They want me to scream and they want me to shout, They want me to break things but don’t tell me why? My mood plummets down, even lower than before, All the way to rock bottom, a familiar scenario. I have seen a lot in my life, And had a fair amount of pain, I’ve lost the ones I loved, And been stabbed in the back by a friend, They will stay here forever these demons, They hide away in the sunlight, They live in my shadow you see. And only come out at night. Nobody knows anything at all, Nobody sees the silent tears that fall, As I lay here feeling cold, in this bed all alone, With only my demons for company, They grip at my soul, as fresh tears fall, Although nobody sees it, nobody knows, nobody cares at all. Written by: Katie Clarke 2021

  Round and round. Round and round we go, Up this spiral staircase, Where does it stop? Nobody knows, Just take each step as it comes, Look how far you’ve already gotten, I’ve seen the world of hate, but you don’t have to feed it, Be kind, be gentle, think positive, Give out love and it will come back to you. It’s ok to slip back a few steps Or slide right down, past the ground, All the way to rock bottom, I’m here to ask, please pack up and don’t stay. If you’re tired, take a seat I will stay beside you, We can sit in silence if needed, or laugh and play, Or cry on my shoulder, it’s here if you need it, Then when you are ready, we can start the climb again, Let’s go hand in hand until we feel the heat on our faces and the wind or hair, Just take one step at a time and please know, I’m always around to help you when you need it. Written by: Katie Clarke 2021

  The line. draft 2 The line was drawn long ago and I am debating if I should cross it I normally don’t mind to stand here alone in my own little world of weirdness But now it feels different somehow, someway I see all the people conforming and I feel utter sorrow I can’t tell them apart, they all look the same With a very slight change in smiles, If you can’t say something nice, say nothing at all Isn’t that what they all used to say? But they no longer practice it so the world's gone to shit I’m here to tell you, it’s ok to not be ok Like now, I still feel the hurt and anger from years ago My smile is fake but nobody sees it The world has gone fake and everyone feeds it I stand here alone, a woman full grown But my insides will say “I don’t feel it” I’ll tell you again, it’s ok to not be ok Why does society treat us this way just because we’re unique The strangeness that lies inside me wants to be set free But the world as we know it is fucked, I stand here on the other side, alo...

  The Void. The fog swirls down around me, and the void in my chest deepens. I push and fight in my mind to pull myself free, as it aims to swallow me down. The void in my chest gets bigger and has a voice of its own.  “I’m here for life, you’re no good, there’s no getting away from me.” Despite the stillness of the house, the void screams so ferociously,  When did the silence inside me leave? “What’s the point, you aren’t good enough, it’ll only get ruined if you try.”  The darkness creeps in from the windows,  The walls feel like they are closing in. As the fog seeps through to cloud my mind. My creativity gets lost in the shadow of forgotten pain. I twist and contort myself to break free but It's not easy. How can I speak when no one can witness the void that threatens to suck me in?  They don’t look and see the sadness that’s deep inside my eyes, they never look within. How can I speak my truth when no one listens to my silence?  Surely that means ...

    The line. The line was drawn long ago, and I am debating if I should cross it I normally don’t mind to stand here alone in my own little world of weirdness But now it feels different somehow, someway I see all the people conformed and I feel utter sorrow I can’t tell them apart, they all look the same With a very slight change in smiles, Why does society treat us this way just because we’re unique The strangeness that lies inside me wants to be set free But the world as we know it is fucked, I stand here alone On the other side of the line that was drawn long ago

 I stand here on a full moon's night With shadows of ones once forgotten in the daylight I want you to rest here with me now Keeping me warm and holding me tight Tell me your story, tell me your name So I can remember you when the day breaks In the forest on this full moon night With shadows of ones once loved but now forgotten in the daylight