A.M. Katherine

Hello! I’m a young writer trying to improve my vocabulary and writing style! My favorite genres are: Fantasy, Romance, and Adventure. I love painting and listening to music and the genre for that changes daily if I’m being honest… 🎶📖📚❤️

A.M. Katherine

Never Getting Over You

A.M. Katherine

1 min read

My mind has cold tile floors Where your warmth used to stand I set blankets down for comfort So I can’t touch where your soul used to land

And perhaps you’re gone forever And perhaps that’s my own doing’s And perhaps I should start to believe in never But for now I will continue my viewings

My mind has an old roof Sometimes frigid rain leaks inside It covers my home in deathly ice Gives my heart what seems like frostbite

And perhaps I will never be warm again And perhaps I’m guilty of the cold And perhaps I wouldn’t be so in need of heat With your hand to hold

My mind has weeds in my garden Where my dreams used to grow My daises and ambitions Have wilted without your glow

And perhaps you don’t want me anymore And I wanted you to be my guest far too late And perhaps even as the world tries to tear us apart Even in death I’d want you as my fate

My mind has cobwebs in the corners Where you used to make me laugh Spiders crawl down my walls Disturbing your memory’s path

And perhaps this is what I deserve For making you run away And perhaps you’re something I’ll never get over And perhaps I will try someday

My mind is growing empty Not even the rain comes anymore Just dreadful silence To haunt me all the more

And perhaps silence is what I need To run from the memories of us two And perhaps you will forever be my guest Because my mind will never stop thinking of you

Poetry

Romance

The Mosiac

A.M. Katherine

1 min read

I am a mimic Of color And glass shard

I am a broken mirror Reclecting every one I’ve ever loved

I am a soldier Using every battle tactic I’ve been thought To survive the world that’s been crafted for me

I am a painting I have all their favorite colors Yet not one shade of mine

I am a field Of a thousand different flowers Not one do I get to pick

I am a farmer Weeds grow between the seeds of crops That I did not plant

I am a thousand colored scarf Woven with needles That I have not held

I’m a mosiac of everything I’ve ever seen And everything they want me to be But no part of my mosiac do I call mine

Poetry

My Weakness

A.M. Katherine

1 min read

I loathe your smile. It is proof that even the brightest things bear darkness.

I hate your laugh. I hear it everywhere and nowhere. All at once.

I despise your humor; Light and dark, heavy and soft, cold yet warm.

I detest that I know everything about you yet nothing at all.

I resent that you confuse me. You’re the smartest, yet most ignorant, person I’ve ever met. You refuse to conform to a normalcy that I understand.

I abhor that I don’t know what you’re thinking. I resent even more that I never will.

I will never know your reasons.

Your desires. Your actions. Your truths.

You’re the devouring black ink spilling from my feather quill.

Obsecuring my vision. Leaving me in the dark.

Empty. Lost. Drowned.

You kill me with feelings I wish I didn’t know existed. How odd it is to suffocate on my own oxygen. To be strangled by the nothingness surrounding you.

To be broken by the lack of your presence and not because of it.

You.

Are.

My.

Oddest.

Weakness.

Never have I loved and hated a soul with the same intensity as yours.

I’d 𝘭𝘦𝘵 you be the death of me. Ironic isn’t it? I’d be the dead one, yet you’d be the one haunting 𝘮𝘦.

Romance

Meant To Be

A.M. Katherine

1 min read

Today in the cafeteria

You were throwing something away

Right beside the drink table

I was pouring water

Backs faced

Avoiding your presence

And for just a second

I looked at you

You were looking at me

Then you turned away

So did I

I went back to my table

My best friend stared at me in bewilderment

“What?” I asked

Suspecting something nasty crawling down my skin

Or someone making faces behind me

She replied

“That’s so wierd

You and him

Were perfectly in sync

Back to back

Not looking at eachother

Not even for a blink

And then- at the exact same time

You looked eachother in the eyes

Turned away from one another

Ablaze with suprise

As if connected

As if together

As if your meant for him

As if he’s meant for you

As if your supposed to be,”

But are we?

Me and you?

You and me?

Are we?

After everything you never said?

And after everything I did?

Soulmates?

Really?

Sounds silly

Doesn’t it?

But it doesn’t feel silly at all

It feels

Lot

Me just getting my hopes up

And you never telling me that you love me

It sounds like

Two people

Meant to be

Fated maybe

Love eachother

But dont say it

And never will

It sounds like

Soulmates

That will never be

Together

Even if they are meant to be

Poetry

YA fiction

Drowning In My Mind

A.M. Katherine

1 min read

An ocean of emotions are spilling from my chest.

By sunset my feelings will have drowned me.

Color’s shift from green to blue.

Dark waters ahead are unwavering.

Even my mind is dying softly with the rest of me.

Forgetful I am, but not right now, when I am filled by memory.

Gorgeous scents of salt and sea suffocate my brain.

Hollow from the world around me, I am my own thought’s detainee.

I am a prisoner to my mind that threatens to kill me.

Just let me go, I want to scream into my conciseness.

Killing, drowning, and dying are all I’ve ever done.

Living is not at all like death.

Maybe I was just born to drown.

Not just a victim- but I’m a murderer too.

Optical illusions fill my mind, blurring reality.

Please don’t let me die thoughts.

Quietly leave me be.

Roughly though, that’s what dying is- when your thoughts finally set you free...

So maybe I’m a victum and a murderer, defying myself and me.

The problem is my solution, my very destiny.

Unless I am mistaken, but I think I am quite sure.

Violently I promise, to stay far from ocean’s shore.

Willingly I jump into the crashing waves of my mind.

Xenial is the ocean, to finally let me be.

Yelling no more, I am more quiet than the trees.

Zany is what I’ve become when I let my ocean of thoughts finally drown me.

Poetry

Crime

Paradox

A.M. Katherine

1 min read

You’ve made me your paradox Your mystery to solve Your blazing red fire Your ice that will dissolve

You’ve made me your paradox Contridicting myself Do I love you? Do I hate you? Not even I can tell

I’m bleeding and I’m healing All at the same time Do you think that you could save me From the confusion I call mine?

I like a sense of knowing Of being smart and true But paradox’s know nothing And I know nothing but you

I feel as if my life’s too fast But I have lived too long Do you beileve we were meant to be Or we did not belong?

You’ve made me your paradox And I will wait forever to find myself Because forever doesn’t seem so long

Poetry

The Truth

A.M. Katherine

1 min read

Truth is, yet dreary, we were not meant to be A forgotten poem, stuck in a bottle, amid the crashing sea

Truth is, yet unfortunate, that you are not mine I do not get to hold you in the arms that you call a confine

Truth is, yet unsuprising, you do not love me so I’m not the woman, you set out to seek I’ve been struck by your fatal blow

Truth is, yet painful, you deserve much more Than a broken heart, torn apart, From all the boys before

Truth is, yet lonley, that I don’t contain your love Your heart was gold, a tresure to hold, But my staining palms have no glove

Truth is, yet seemingly sad, it isnt sad in any way To you I have no debt to pay I never belonged here anyway

Poetry

Romance

Downpour

A.M. Katherine

1 min read

It’s been raining for hours Endless diamonds fall from the sky Shattering as they hit me Soaking my skin in iridescent glitter

It’s been raining for days Frigid water devours my skin My soul shivers I can feel thunder in my chest

It’s been raining for weeks Clear droplets make my vision blurry I can’t see I am lost in the midst of a hurricane

It’s been raining for months Water falls from the heavens like Clueless minors Fall for the lies people tell them

It’s been raining for years Endless pouring Water fills my lungs Stinging my eyes I’m going to drown

It’s been raining my whole life It’s only raining where I am Turns out the flood isn’t water after all It’s tears

Poetry

Hear Me

A.M. Katherine

1 min read

Just a whisper Out my mouth But screaming in my head

Just a thought Thats running wild Filling me with dread

My mouth is open My words are there But not a sound leaves my lips

I want to say it Live it Be it But out my mouth its not led

Just speak up The strangers say They dont know me at all

Cause all words cost them Is a breath Where mine costs my all

At average people bring thoughts into words at only 12 months old Well I’m 13, a teenage freak Who still won’t be that bold

I can spell, I can think, if only I could say It only costs you a breath of air But it costs me everything

Poetry

Letters To Nick (part One)

A.M. Katherine

1 min read

Dear Nick, Do you remember? When you said love like ours could only last forever? It didn’t did it? Although I wish it did

I wish it did

Do you recall? The time the snow began to melt? Our hearts had thawed along with the cold Do you wish You still had my hand to hold?

My hand to hold?

I remember everything Everything at all I remember the summer, spring, winter, and fall I remember when you said I was your all

I was your all

Do you think We could be together ever again? I dont want to be strangers Yet I dont want to be your friend

Your friend

Do you think about me sometimes? In the middle of the night? When the winters cold? When your heart feels like it has frostbite?

Feels like it has frostbite?

If im being honest Ive written this letter a thousand times I never get the words right Remeber when you were mine?

You were mine

I wish you were mine

Love, Liz

Poetry

Romance