Kim had left and Katherine was all alone with the thoughts in her head:
There's a lot of things I want to say, but I just can't.
There are things that make me feel this way, but a voice says I shouldn't.
Why do you have to be there, and make me smile day by day?
YOU ARE READING
Mindless
PoetryIn here lies pieces of Katherine's mind. What it felt like to love someone and what it felt to be left behind. She is a wanderer, one who writes poems about her adventures. This is her most prized possession, the Mindless days of her wandering hear...
