None of you

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All poetry by Kat Angus. Never think for a moment that you know yourself or that you are incapable of anger or hate.

-Losing the girl-

Dark winds
swirl in and out, taking
all the memories
all the hatred from me.

I never thought i could hate
i never thought
i would want to lose something

but

i want you gone.

all memories
all encounters
just make me angry
at the way you live
the way you over-react
and dramatise
everything.

I am not awkward
seeing you around
i am not lost
i am happy with this darkness
closing in on me
because it hides it all
it closes in, to take away
all the destroying elements.

twist, turn
freely take it all
as i want it gone.

i want you gone.


-None of you (in me)-

I have
no regrets
and you give
no upsets
i am fighting
all you left
in me.

I use
no obscenities
i notice
no false entities
when i live this life
this one
without you.

So i'll go
and be everything
more than you'll ever know
and if anger wells up
it will never flow
i will never let it show
there is none of you
in me.


-Anything at all-
A song.

I thought i'd found all there was to find
i thought i'd conquered all you left behind
can you help me find the rest of you?

I thought i made myself perfectly clear
when all i've wanted is to have you near
can't you help me see your broken view?

This isn't what we expected life to be..

I've found the perfect way to be
now i've just got to make you see
that it's you
and me
i've found the perfect dream to dream
where all i see is what it seems
and it's anything at all

I thought i'd made myself perfectly clear
when all i've wanted is to have you near
we've just got to see this through..

dream it all away
lying tangled here
and i feel
so much more than fear
but we're here
and it's anywhere at all

i've found the perfect way to be
now i've just got to make you see
that it's you
and me
i've found the perfect dream to dream
where everything is what it seems
and it's anything at all

and it's anything at all
and it's anything at all

and it's anything at all.


-I can't-

Can't you come
put me together
hold me close
fill my heart?

can't you be
happy with the body you've been given
instead of wasting it away?

can't you just
stop and sit
without racing around like you must be busy all the time?

Seems pretty stupid, i know
but one day
i will answer all the questions
that i forever
ask myself.


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