Kaitelyn Heitzman Poems

The last time i saw my dad,
it was a regular day. i sat at
the table, my mom sat near,
sternly gazing at the paper i held,
...

I can't breathe,
But I'm breathing,
I can't think,
But I'm over-thinking,
...

He looked through eyes,
Of trust and fate,
At the one,
That stole his heart away,
...

The beauty and the beast.

But which one's which?
...

He is mad beyond return,
She an echo of insanity,
2 broken and bruised,
In their obscured reality,
...