Kat Garcia

Joined June 2018

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Writing comes and goes with the emotions of life... You never know when something will spark that outlet.

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What’s the Point?
My heart is broken; shattered That’s how it feels To lose something that mattered To have it ripped from your arms In an unforgiving pattern
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Poets
I’m to Blame
I spent so many hours crying Trying So hard to keep myself from dying Cuz this war I’m fighting inside Can’t hide No more when I’m fighting a war outside as well
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Poets
Thanksgiving Morning 2016
Two nights before thanksgiving Is when I got the news. They say you fought hard But reality is what hurts. I try hard to fight the tears
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Poets
My Anxiety and Me
It's so hard to explain a mental illness to those that don't have one, or have never met someone that does. Incredibly so, there are people out there that have not come across a mental illness. These are the people I envy.
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Psyche
Anxiety Attack
In and out of consciousness My brains not getting enough oxygen Inhale, exhale is what I keep hearing But there is no point in repeating
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Poets
Miss Me
We talk and we talk We laugh and we love But our moments are now leaving Don’t go holding on Your hand on my hand We kiss and we hug
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Poets
Broken Record
Broken heart and broken promises, it's like your words always mean the opposite. Dying laughter and dying love, you always have on your boxing gloves;
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Poets
My Nightmare (Pt. 3)
It's amazing how it takes one person to completely change your dreams; sometimes for the better, other times for the worse.
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Humans
Made for More
Singled out With no where to go. Your friends are all drunk As they put on a show, And you stand there with a drink And your broken heart.
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Poets
I’m Here for You
I see the tears that you shed, And the pain in your eyes. You tell me you’re fine, But it’s just a disguise. You put up an act,
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Poets
I Want My Life Back
I could still hear the screams And see the beer in his hand, As he tried to step closer He could barely stand. So he gave me that look
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Poets
My Nightmare (Pt. 2)
Breathless, I stood there with my heart in my throat. This very moment was something I had been terrified of for the past six months. In front of me stood the very man that I let control my life for three years.
By Kat Garcia7 years ago in Humans

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What’s the Point?

I’m to Blame

Thanksgiving Morning 2016

My Anxiety and Me

Anxiety Attack

Miss Me

Broken Record

My Nightmare (Pt. 3)

Made for More

I’m Here for You

I Want My Life Back

My Nightmare (Pt. 2)

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