Alive (A Poem)

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)

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)

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)

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)

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