January 17, 2019



The worst people for you

are the ones who look so captivating


You will always

fall this hard


do not seek to change it


Pick their words out from the

fabric of your being

with those tender fingers

They are not weaved into your skin


Close your mind to those

who tell you they will remain

it will happen if you let it


Nobody ever tells you

that a person like that cannot stay

sewn into a person like you


Do not try to mix black with white

you will only find grey


It is not yours to question

whether you were enough

you were so much

they took parts of you

from your grasp


Stop believing they had the right

what they took

they stole


they searched the depths of you

the places you hide till sunset

with probing hands that do not wait

to hear a confirmation


Their untruths might have left

a heart so empty you fear

it will never love again


but when the spring comes again

you will heal

and you will bloom


and it will be brighter

than they ever were


About the Author: Katie Proctor is a currently unpublished 15 year old LGBTQ+ poet from Yorkshire, England. She writes freeform poetry often regarding her experience with OCD and mental health issues. Outside writing, she is a student with a passion for literature, history and classics.

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