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No Fear (A Poem)

content discovered on Sunday, December 3, 2017 in

Outside, under the city lights, rain is pouring, dogs are barking as the thunder is Booming. Some run, Some hide Beneath covered buildings. Other wait, take a breath and start dancing. No fear, just life either way you look at it.Just live. ©Amanda Catherine

Real (A Poem)

content discovered on Tuesday, July 4, 2017 in

I try so hard to be mebut the real me has yetto even be found.I walk around likeI know what I am doingbut the reality isI have no idea.I just hope no one noticesNotices that I am an insecure,hopeless, pessimistic thatis just trying toget by in the world.With the world atmy fingertips,turning away atopportunitiesand chancesbecause that iswhat I think I deserve.©Amanda Catherine

I Have A Secret...

content discovered on Monday, July 3, 2017 in

I don't really even know why I am writing this but I figured some of you may want to know where I have been the last few months. It's not that I didn't want to write or not even that I didn't have ideas of what to write about. It's the fact of I no longer knew who I was writing to. When I first started blogging no one ever read my posts and then I started writing about my life and my posts started getting way more views than I had ever expected. But then me writing about my past events honestly made me s...

Little Scars: Chapter Two: Escape

content discovered on Monday, March 20, 2017 in

Her mom is shoving her out the door, hoping no one sees them. Ava didn't know what to think, she kept hearing her mom mumble "what did I do. this is all my fault" over and over. This was not very reassuring to Ava's own mental stability. They start to run for the door when they are stopped by a nurse asking them if everything was OK. Not knowing what to say, they don't say anything and keep running, at least to the best of Ava's capabilities. This was not the easiest thing for her as the whole hospital s...

Little Scars: Chapter One: Voices

content discovered on Friday, March 10, 2017 in

This is my new story. I am having so much fun writing Where Friendship Goes Wrong, I decided I would try my luck at non fiction! It is going to be continuous with chapters. Hope you all enjoy! White walls, silence and voices inside her head. In her mind she was standing on a beach but in reality she was in a psych ward. Ava rolls over and opens her eyes. She sees her mom, Becca, looking at her worried. 'It's OK mom". Ava mumbles. "I don't know how you could say that at a time like this" her mom says ba...

Where Friendship Goes Wrong: A True Story: Assa...

content discovered on Wednesday, March 8, 2017 in

As Anna and Lincoln start arguing in the middle of his living room his family took notice and was trying to figure out what was going on with them. Anna could care less, because she already wasn't to fond of their mom because of their past experiences. As the argument between them became more heated Anna started grabbing all her stuff and heading for the door again. It was starting to feel like she was never going to leave this house. Anna makes it outside and runs to her car before Lincoln can catch her...

Where Friendship Goes Wrong: A True Story: Run

content discovered on Monday, March 6, 2017 in

Anna continues running to her car more flustered than ever. She tries to get her keys and drops them on the sidewalk, tries to grab them and then trips over her book bag. She couldn't believe what was happening to her and she wanted this nightmare to end. She gets her keys and gets the door to her car unlocked and throws all her stuff in it. She hears the screen door open and whips around and yells "I am not in the mood for your bullshit anymore." Lincoln stops mid step and starts to get even more angry ...

Insecurities (A Poem)

content discovered on Monday, January 9, 2017 in

I'm sick of people thinking that people are flawed when they never know the true story. I am sick of people wondering why people who are different are different. It's unique. I'm sick of other people telling everyone else how to live there lives. You don't know what they have gone through. But most importantly I am sick of looking in the mirror and hearing the voices of everyone who has judged and put me down from their own insecurities. I am who I am and you telling me who you...

Where Friendship Goes Wrong: A True Story: A Ne...

content discovered on Sunday, January 8, 2017 in

As the sun starts to rise Anna is laying in her bed with her eyes wide open. Her thoughts had successfully kept her up all night. She didn't know whether to be excited about going to school and seeing everyone or not. Her first instinct was no, but maybe today was different, a new day of sorts. She disables her alarm before it goes off and heads to the bathroom to start getting ready. She looks at herself in the mirror and all she can think about is how messed up she is becoming. And is it normal to feel...

Thoughts I Thought Today

content discovered on Wednesday, December 21, 2016 in

I am trying to mix things up a little and try different things. I will be posting more stories and poems here soon. Just wanted to give the video thing a test run. Let me know if you like it. <3

High School (A Poem)

content discovered on Monday, December 19, 2016 in

High school, Where dreams Get crushed Into essays And where Plans turn Into projects. Nerds sit up front And underachievers Sit in the back. Cheerleaders and football players rule the school and Nerds plan to be Their boss's some day. Everyone is trying To fit in And no one wants To stand out. A place where what happens behind closed doors no one knows. ©Amanda Catherine

Where Friendship Goes Wrong: A True Story: Bad ...

content discovered on Tuesday, December 13, 2016 in

Tap, tap, tap. Anna sits alone in her room tapping her pen wanting to write about what happened to her lately but her mind was blocked. She hadn't been over to Ashley's since the whole incident with Lincoln. Her mind had been fuzzy ever since then. It was like she was living in a clouded nightmare. The worst part was that she was starting to like Lincoln. She started to believe that this is how boys treat the girls that they like. Anna puts her pen to her paper and then draws a heart and writes Anna+ Lin...

Run (A Poem)

content discovered on Monday, December 5, 2016 in

We can only run. Run from the ideas that hold us back. Run from the fears that keep us down. And tear down the walls that are in our way. Our minds can be our best friend or our biggest enemies. Down out the negativity and run. Never look back. Run. ©Amanda Catherine

Fear (A Poem)

content discovered on Thursday, November 10, 2016 in

I don't wantTo fear being aWomenBut I do.I am valuedLess andFear more.I fear walkingstreets aloneat night.I fear allysThat lack light.I fear menAnd theirConstant stares.I fear the ideaThat my body is notThe essence of beauty.I fear the thoughtOf my dreamsBeing shot.I fear thatI fear all ofThese things.I fear thatThis is normality.I look outsideAnd I crumble inside.I fear to liveMy life withThe thought ofKnowing thisIs how it isSupposed to be.©Amanda Catherine

Alive (A Poem)

content discovered on Thursday, September 15, 2016 in

I walk this broken path alone, my shadow being my only enemy. Why is it so hard to find love within ourselves, but so easy to see our flaws. Each one of has a secret that they mustn't break. We must live in the moments of passion that make us feel alive. Alive and no longer alone, alone within ourselves. ©Amanda Catherine

Free (A Poem)

content discovered on Tuesday, September 13, 2016 in

I dream of you but when I wake my broken heart will mend. Those feelings I had Have come and gone. I'm happy. I'm free of you, or at least the idea of what I wanted you to be. ©Amanda Catherine

My escape (A Poem)

content discovered on Wednesday, September 7, 2016 in

I remember when I When I wrote my first poem. I was such a happy writer to be, all my words, they flowed so freely. Writing became my outlet, my place for escape. Escape from the real world, The drama of everyday life. I found happiness, hope, freedom. A place where anything could be. A place where I decided to be me. ©Amanda Catherine

Flowers (A Poem)

content discovered on Tuesday, September 6, 2016 in

Flowers, colorful like a summers day All worries and cares away. Bright and beautiful Like the radiance of the world. The sun shines down on you and sometimes rain will fall from the clouds that gaze upon you. ©Amanda Catherine

Mystery (A Poem)

content discovered on Sunday, September 4, 2016 in

My mind Is a mystery. Where the pages Don't fit and The book doesn't Make sense. All the words Are lost But the pictures Are there. It feels as if I have lost My mind. All these images Keep coming Like open Flood gates. But it is reality That I never see. Amanda Catherine

Walk Away (A Poem)

content discovered on Wednesday, August 17, 2016 in

Have you ever walked into a room and felt like everyone was staring at you? I have. Have you ever left somewhere because you felt like everyone was talking about you? I have. Maybe it is insecurities, or maybe it is in my own mind. But these things have happened to more people than one, that you cannot deny. I try and brush it off but it's hard you see when I know that you talked about me. If you don't like me that is ok. But please don't act like we are friends and then...

Feelings (A Poem)

content discovered on Tuesday, August 16, 2016 in

I write for those who feel alone, who think that no one understands. I write for all who will read. Who get emotions from the words that pour out from with in me. I write because I can't be the only one who feels this way. ©Amanda Catherine

Fairy Tale (A Poem)

content discovered on Monday, August 15, 2016 in

I knew I could be anything I wanted to be... If only I had a fairy godmother to make that come true. Flick with a twist and the world would be mine. Instead I'm stuck in a modern day fairy tale. Damaged and broken aren't really the fairy tale thing. Oh wait? Maybe it's that I am not naive. ©Amanda Catherine

Silhouette (Lyrics/Poem)

content discovered on Friday, August 12, 2016 in

We will never forget those teenage years where we caused chaos and commotion. The world was our playground and we were going to dance in the sand. Late nights turn into ones we will never forget but will always want to repeat. We will drive and chase the sun while we hold hands until the sun comes up. I can still see your silhouette clear as day. This is the story of me and you. Never alone because you were always right beside me. My mind will always be wrapped up in thou...

Normal (A Poem)

content discovered on Thursday, August 11, 2016 in

I wanted to be normal. But then I soon realized that normal is overrated. I don't even know if I know what normal truly is. ©Amanda Catherine

Mean (A Poem)

content discovered on Monday, August 8, 2016 in

You yell at me and I watch your every step as you wind up to make your next move. I look for an escape but there is no where to run. All I can think in my head is what did I do to make you turn so mean, and more importantly to take your anger out on me. I would say I am sorry, but I know it won't matter. My mind blanks out as you are yelling at me telling me how stupid I am. Maybe you are right or maybe you are misdirected. ©Amanda Catherine

Reality (A Poem)

content discovered on Sunday, August 7, 2016 in

I hate when people look at me and only see what is on the outside. If this is the case I am a talentless girl with a mediocre face, But in reality I am a writer, free thinker, poetess . With talents that you will never see. I have insight, on things that matter. But most people won't ask me because I am a High School misfit with a degree in dropping out. ©Amanda Catherine

Lies (A Poem)

content discovered on Saturday, August 6, 2016 in

My mom always told me I couldn't be whatever I wanted. That I had to limit myself. Dumb myself down in a way. Now that I have grown up, I look back on this past advice and get a sadness inside. I always thought I was less. I still think that I am less than everyone. I am not mad. I feel sadness. Sadness that so many parents tell their kids these lies. There is only one thing to do. Be amazing anyways ©Amanda Catherine

Nightmare (A Poem)

content discovered on Thursday, August 4, 2016 in

I am your minds worst nightmare. I'll make you think about things you would rather ignore. Beauty is a lie. Girls put on make up for what? To impress those judging eyes that watch their every move. For men being buff is the way, if not you must be gay because there is only one right way. Why? Call me crazy but I will question you. I am your minds worst nightmare. We are taught to think the same. I dare you to think differently. If you don't we are just playing ...

Play (A Poem)

content discovered on Wednesday, August 3, 2016 in

Wanna play a game? I'll tell you something about me and you'll look at me with complete disdain. Wanna play a game? Truth or Dare seems to have your name. You go in for kiss right after you told a lie to your truth. Wanna play a game? Is poker more your speed? Do you have the need for greed? I'll fold my cards and you'll walk away. a champion of the lesser. Wanna play a game? I'll play with your emotions until you are to afraid to walk way. ©Amanda Catherine

Runaway (A Poem)

content discovered on Tuesday, August 2, 2016 in

Figures it would end like this. Lost and alone as you leave never look back. I never thought it would end like this. Thinking about it now I should of saw it coming. My life will never be the same, maybe I will just keep running away from all the sadness looking for something I know was never there. ©Amanda Catherine

Ambitions (A Poem)

content discovered on Sunday, July 31, 2016 in

I am not smart, or am I? I was always told I would never amount to anything. Why do you even try? It won't help, they always say. In the back of my mind, I know I will amount to more. All they see is a girl who is lost, and looking for meaning, But I can assure you I'm only getting started, you just wait and see. There is so much more to me. ©Amanda Catherine

Insomniac (A Poem)

content discovered on Saturday, July 30, 2016 in

Night time, the best time of day. My pen starts to flow and my thoughts grow faster. Nothing can hold me back. I am an insomniac. While everyone is sleeping my thoughts grow alive. Mermaids become friends and friends become pirates. The world is mine, I am an insomniac. I can be anything I set my pen to. My stories are limitless. Nothing can stop me now, I am an insomniac. ©Amanda Catherine

Smile (A Poem)

content discovered on Friday, July 29, 2016 in

Staring at you across the bar. You mess with your drink. You check the time, tapping the bar impatiently. You look behind you. The one you are looking for is nowhere to be found. Your eyes passover me.You do a double take,look at meand smile. I pretend to not notice as I smile back. My hand pushes my hair behind my ear as I giggle and look back up at you. ©Amanda Catherine

Masterpiece (A Poem)

content discovered on Thursday, July 28, 2016 in

I'm in the mood to write a masterpiece. To bad it's going to be about you. What can I say? You make me feel less of a person. Maybe because I am less than you. What can I say? You are smarter, some say prettier. Like that matters. You can read a book. I can make a masterpiece. To bad this piece is about you. You have all the experience that life has to offer. I have all my emotions inside that make me think different than you. You can solve a math equation. Well, Me - You = ...

Always Love Life (A Poem)

content discovered on Wednesday, July 27, 2016 in

Appreciation Lust Wanderer Adoration Yearn Sacred Lovely Outrageous Virtuous Enlightenment Lively Interesting Fantastic Enjoyment ©Amanda Catherine

Where Friendship Goes Wrong: A True Story: Scar...

content discovered on Friday, July 22, 2016 in

Finally home from her mini vacation Anna finds herself unable to text Remy, it was to good to be true that everything happened the way it did. It wasn't to long of her being home that Jenny texted her asking her if she wanted to hang out. Anna was feeling invincible so she agrees to go. As she biking towards Jenny's house Anna notices someone following her. She turns down different blocks real fast to turn this guy around and it worked, but Anna didn't think to hide her bike once so got to Jenny's. Once ...

27 Facts About Me For My 27th Birthday!

content discovered on Wednesday, July 20, 2016 in

1, I was named after a Barry Manilow song. 2. I am an only child. 3. I barely graduated High School. 4. I've never left the US. 5. I am a Phlebotomist (and I am a real good one.) 6. I've worked in Retail for 9 years. 7. My eyes change color in the sunlight. There natural color is green. 8. My hair was black when I was born, then all fell out and turned blond. 9. I can cook well. 10. I love to make banana bread. 11. I am obsessed with conspiracy theories. (I love seeing what people can come up w...

I write for life (A Poem/ Blurb)

content discovered on Sunday, July 17, 2016 in

I write for life I write for love. I write to see the world from up above. My life is a story waiting to written There is so much to be said, so much between the lines. Will you take this ride with me and explore my life as it is meant to be. ©Amanda Catherine

Forgotten (A Poem)

content discovered on Thursday, July 14, 2016 in

You turn your back and walk away, knowing you'll never be remembered, Only forgotten. Forgotten like those moments you had together. They all become a distant memory of what you thought you had. Hoping for things to be different you change yourself to a person you never wanted to be. Wanting to fit in but fearing to stand out. You walk alone with your shadow upon this dark night until you are once again forgotten. ©Amanda Catherine

The Girl Of Mystery (A Poem)

content discovered on Wednesday, July 13, 2016 in

I look at you, you look at me. I had a feeling it was meant to be. You walk my way you make me blush. Could this be lust? You come closer and walk right past. You were looking at the girl of my past. The girl who dreams of lust, the girl of which loving herself wasn't a must. I look behind me as you leave with the girl of mystery. ©Amanda Catherine

Fading Beauty (A Poem)

content discovered on Monday, July 11, 2016 in

The best is yet to come my dear. Don't let life be a shove, Surround yourself with the beauty of the world. Let your happiness unfold, much like the hope that is within you. It grows stronger with each new day and must never fade away. ©Amanda Catherine

Lingering Love (A Poem)

content discovered on Sunday, July 10, 2016 in

Love like a summers day Could never be washed away. My thoughts of you still linger With every touch Oh how I loved you so much. I wish we could meet again to wipe away our fears and let love take control of our fears. ©Amanda Catherine

Sparks Fly (A Poem)

content discovered on Friday, July 8, 2016 in

Day turns into nightSparks begin to fly.Time to releaseAll my emotionsThat lie inside.I put pen to paperAnd write whateverComes out.This is my timeTo be free,No more judgementsOn me.©Amanda Catherine

Disappear (A Poem)

content discovered on Thursday, July 7, 2016 in

She stumbles to get her words out. She had never done something this bad before. Maybe is was me, or maybe it was this anger building up inside of me. She thinks to herself She takes a step back and turns to walk away. No longer wanting to hurt anyone, anymore. Maybe if I disappear things can go back to how they used to be? As she takes another step towards the door out pops you. You who I have hurt one to many times. As I spin around my hair follows me. You start to yell my...

Ordinary (A Poem)

content discovered on Wednesday, July 6, 2016 in

I'm not an ordinary girl. I love to dance, Just so I can twirl. I look at life With an interesting twist. I always have a Different way of doing things, Because of this I cannot be missed. When you look at me, You will wonder why I am the way I am. And when I look at you, I will wonder all of the above. I don't like how people Make fun of other people For being true to themselves. For heaven's sake Can't we all be unique And genuine in every flaw? My scars have stories, But not t...

Writers Block (A Poem)

content discovered on Sunday, July 3, 2016 in

My mind is all jumbled, my memories turn into a fog, should I even write at all? My thoughts are fading my ideas are swarming in, like a pattern that makes no sense. I start to stumble, my writings gain no progress. Time to turn to that alternative and ignore those thoughts for a while, then all those pieces will fall together. ©Amanda Catherine

Unforgettable (A Poem)

content discovered on Wednesday, June 29, 2016 in

Look in the mirror, what do you see? Every flaw, Every imperfection that society tells you to see. You want to be unforgettable, like poetry. But the imagery doesn't fit. Walking along the street what do the people see? Only how you appear on the outside. Disregarding, Disregarding what lies underneath. Underneath every unforgettable flaw. Not knowing that your story is what lies underneath. My inspiration was cute is what we aim for "lyrical lies" ©Amanda Catherine

Misfit (A Poem)

content discovered on Saturday, June 25, 2016 in

There are so many things in life we can be. The choices are endless. Many of us get wrapped up in what we think we should be. But miss one very important fact. It's OK to be the one that no one understands. The one that walks a different path then others. No one person is the same. That is why I choose to be me. ©Amanda Catherine

Where Friendship Goes Wrong: A True Story: The ...

content discovered on Thursday, June 23, 2016 in

Over Spring Break Anna finds herself out of town visiting family. This not one her most favorite things to do, since she is the misfit of the family but it always makes things interesting. Her family has made arrangements to stay in the family trailer for the weekend. "Here's to getting eaten by mosquitoes" Anna thinks to herself, since the trailer is next to a lake. She packed up her suitcase for another move and gets in her grandparents' car. As they start to head out Anna gets a text from Remy and it ...

Impostor (A Poem)

content discovered on Wednesday, June 22, 2016 in

I am not ok I never really was. That girl you see laughingIs animpostor of what I never became. Will anyone get to see the real me? I’ve become what I never wanted to be. My life is filled with silence and regrets, some of which I can never forget. Those distant memories are lost in the words of tomorrow like snow, covered by sorrow. My life is a vacant memory of never being the real me It’s time for a new beginning, one good enough for all to see. ©Amanda Catherine

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