Poetry!!

"Somebody's Storm"

She couldn't feel herself any more


looking in the mirror to see if she still existed

sad eyes that knew no one could ever see

Her strong bones holding together the levees that want to break

but won't

wanting to unleash the fury of her tears

but holding strong cause no one else has

her eyes don't want to let her down

she's a perfect disaster

She is Katrina

a girl who everyone thinks has everything..and she does

but she doesn't want it.

Fema can't help her

nothing can scare her..cause what's fear when all your nightmares have come true

She left the bathroom

Her only evacuation route

he was still in her bed..the man who belonged there just like children in coffins

He didn't

she wanted to take her Katrina rage and thrash him

drown him with her blood..because her tears are too valuable

She looked at the necklace he gave her

"Daddy's little girl"

Choking her like the slave she felt she was

Her mother, the mistress

guilty cause she wants to know why her husband doesn't want her anymore

guilty cause she's jealous of the storm that is Katrina

guilty..cause when she beats her..she's killing her slowly

innocent until proven guilty..Katrina never had a chance

wishing for her daughter's death sentence..so her husband will cum to bed

he never came..but everytime he did..she went

and gave her daughter another reason to die

as if she was an offender..for letting her dad offendher

Katrina lost a part of her every night

whether it be her spirit or her innocence

she was lost..not on a milk carton..but maybe in her eyes

Real Eyes realize real lies

somebody could find her..but to no one

the child is lost

retreated, mistreated..defeated

teachers never wondered about their star

Supernova is she

shining so bright..but dying simultaneously

she hides behind her tough skin

and bright colored disposition

perfect opposite of everything inside but..

everything is perfect

picture perfect even

falling deeper everyday..but nobody catches her

Hell comes everynight..so what do you fear when your nightmare is real

Her Dad, Her Mom, Her Home..Her

Katrina

finally broke

©Krys