| Catue's Poetry and Songs |
| King of Hearts By: Catherine Womack Look now I see your point, pathetic girls like me don't get the chance but we're quicker than you think I was quick to see you leaving before you walked out the door. Stability nowadays well it doesn't mean shit unless you're nailed to the floor, well you nailed me babe, or at least that's what I thought but you suck at keeping promises and I'm beginning to fall over Oh me Oh my Why were you so dumb to me I can't believe I didn't see your fucking army of pointless kisses and meaningless sonnets The path is clearly marked but I'm not heading that way back to you, back to us It's not happening today doors are opening but I'm not heading in, I'd rather stay outside and play because you suck at keeping promises and you're beginning to fade Oh me Oh my Why were you so stupid to me, I can't believe I didn't see your fucking army of rush hour goodbyes and well...you're stumbling replies...So please don't think of me 'cause I'm too good for your mind, so I'll see you around, and we can do this another time. |
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| Shabang By: Catherine Womack Falling, grasping, plundering for a taste of my self restraint from punching you straight out of my heart I can't believe this fate. Something I wanted, something I need oh you said you'd give me more but I am powerless with these handcuffs and my arms are getting sore. If you could touch me what would you do and if you could reach me what would you say 'cause I am listening and holding onto you but my porcelain heart is about to break I crumble fall boom, godlike I wish I could be but I was made to come down on my own, a sense of grief, your denial, my well being here is on trial. kill me won't you, this day is not meant for me to live but rather wonder about everything my hopeless nature did. and if you could touch me what would you do, and if you could reach me what would you say 'cause I am listening and holding onto you but my porcelain heart is about to break Walking on eggshells with my boots on. loving you was never so unpredictable...SURPRISE! I hate surprises, could you have given me some warning? It's not that I don't like it, hell you know I'd love it, but I'm not allowed to give you what is so restrained. If you could touch me what would you do, and if you could reach me what would you say 'cause I am listening and holding onto you but my porcelain heart is about to break...I said my porcelain heart is about to break. |
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| I Don't Know What To Call This Yet By: Catherine Womack You look at me and see this showdown drama queen just because I'm compassionate about what I think and I hate the way you think you're right and I'm wrong and I can't do much but write it in a song But I'm okay 'cause I can always love myself more than you can defend yourself from threatening morals and humanity driven popsicles freezing you're tongue to stop the pain from letting loose on this world that has so much to offer you though you take nothing and you give nothing and throw a fit because you do, you contradict yourself lightly. Hypocrite making his name in his town, conforming against conformists, "oh they must be shut down" well you tell me you are open minded but you probably won't let me finish this song before judging me for what I wrote and labeling me as wrong but it's okay 'cause I can always love myself, knowing you won't or ever could because this drama queen just shot you out of the water because honestly I'm not in the mood, morals do not inhabit your mind and neither will I. I'm too good for your control, and immune against your bind, 'cause I can always love the world with you in it, one step at a time. |
| Harden By: Catherine Womack Close your eyes and picture what it's like taking time to think about you yeah it's hard and sometimes dull but I remember the point where my finger tips longed to be engraved with your touch and when the chance of invading feelings never seemed too much...a burden. But life isn't perfectly sweet, sour as always and the claustrophobia of being enclosed by our heart is just sitting next to my paranoia of you being near. Quotations of your words perhaps misleading, even untrue, but my own fear and missed confessions are giving into space touching space, empty skies, falling grace, blurred vision, scattered emotion, you and I, fickle till we're done. |
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| Final Flight By:Catherine Womack You flew away a bird in flight leaving me behind your trail of sky became my tears flowing down my cheek and onto my lap I envy you now because you fly with angels and I am left alone... I envy you more because you left without me because I couldn't catch up you took my wings with you and now all I can do is watch your highway of clouds and hope that someday you'll come back with my wings and take me with you... |
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| Slide By: Catherine Womack slide down my face like water into a small paper cup dripping into my mouth as your essence replenishes my being being good... being bad... being me as we slide |
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| Call By: Catherine Womack Staring at my posters on the wall thinkin' 'bout you 'cause you didn't call, silly girl waiting for a piercing...ring...of...joy. I swear on my last breath you said about 6 or maybe 8, too late, it's 10 and I guess I'm stayin' in, clearly you were too busy but that's okay, I see now what a tizzy I am today, over you, how clever not to call, you funny guy, ha ha, but wait till I'm through, I'm not done talkin' to you. |
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| Tin By: Catherine Womack Boy, you were something. I believed in mircales when I first met you, and made acquaintance with death when you passed me by. I never knew being lonely could hurt so bad, and I never thought this girl would feel a need to cry. But in all my life I'd be pleased to rewind just one last time because this city can't keep up with this pathetic heart of mine. Blessed are those that can make you happy, you made me dream a world consisting of us. Worlds don't last forever, and ours fell short with time. Digging myself deeper, yet my perception blurry but clearer. I cleared all my thoughts today, yet you still remain in my mind. But in all my life I'd be pleased to rewind just one last time because this city can't keep up with this pathetic heart of mine. |
| By: Catherine Womack I'm dimly lit, hardly visible to you... you know I'm here but you can't make out the details of my face You feel my presence but don't see my body shift in the darkness... Would you love me still? if you knew I was a demon would you still hold me in your arms? And if the sunlight happened upon my eyes, would you let what you saw turn you away? |
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| By: Catherine Womack I feel like I'm breaking, but I'm already brokem, and the pieces of me keep getting smaller and one of these days I'm gonna lose some of me and I'm not gonna remember where it went and the glue's not gonna hold, and I'm gonna come down again, I'm falling off the shelf here, and it's harder to keep it together, and harder to remember whether, you were ever there for me at all These crowded rooms, I feel like I'm apart of you... but you don't feel me. And I'm crying like a baby on the floor. If you cared, I wish you would, could you help me out? but you don't even know my name anymore. |
| By: Catherine Womack clad... down my knee I�m so lost to you in my eyes I�m so broken now but no one sees past my smile you are tempting me but i cant have you no no if I could id probably waste away into the snow I�m leaving now this town it hurts my ears to hear the cars they remind me of you so fast so easy to fall for so expensive it cost my heart now I need a transplant and you�re not gonna work for me so ill go now and be on my way ill see you around baby, you were cute but these sidewalks are much more attractive than you now because i can walk on them and I can go wherever I want to without... you... so let me be baby, let me go on my own, don�t take me down, don�t tempt me, I don�t need that sound, from your lips I want to kiss you why cant I kiss you please I just want one little... smooch. PLEASE take me out please bring me down i want to feel you but i cant because you lead me on and on and on so why cant I be yours? Do u have a secret? Are you not telling me that you're... taken by... surprise that I�m so... sensitive? do i scare you �cause I sure scare myself... to death, you wouldn�t even have a clue... but back to the subject you�re stupid, you're lame and you�re not even that cute anyway... so down to my knee again, I�m lost in your eyes again, your witchcraft is against the laws of gravity.. �cause I�m falling baby, I�m falling, and .. I... cant... stop so let me breathe, baby breath, I wanna breathe the smog... you�re NOT HERE, NOT ANYWHERE in me, I HATE YOUR simple talks, I hate how good u look in those red shirts, take it off throw me away with your trash �cause I�m no better than that newsletter telling you how to get buff, oh man, what are you doing... you cant see that I�m, on my knees again baby, not for you, never again... never happened... like I said... I�m walking away, into the gray gray gray, I need no more of your... stupid... crap, I�m independent woman I�m gonna make it this time, I�m gonna walk out of your ears and down the leg of your pant so you can pay attention to my every move, watch my hips, watch my lips as they say "fuck you" thanks a lot, you�ve been kind, not really, but, I�m fine, so goodbye, little jay bird, fly, little robin, oh fly, ugly pigeon that I heard... |
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| By: Catherine Womack The air, stinging my eyes someday it will blow me away and these feelings I've been trying to hide won't always elude you. There's been a struggle within my keep and with morning there's never sun the stars are so out of reach my arms were only elastic once. |
| Pavement Like Sea By: Catherine Womack Are you so unaware? Have you always been afraid to love me? I am standing wide open to this space Your eyes are skipping corners darting past my weak expressions And it's like a plastic bag over my head I put it there knowing if I breathe I'm dead and life's too ordinary to be simple I'm losing faith in portability my motions are obvious but they have yet to move me Are you skeptical about how to move? I'd do anything to be in someones arms it seems this clock is water ridden and it keeps me sleeping in too late I missed your sweeping exit shadows dissolving into walls holding me tighter And I'm a seagull flying over pavement like sea this attraction has never been more than an impossibility to dive would be my death my vast ocean of concrete harbors nothing and youre honest are you sure you really saw what I was doing to myself? alone, on a shelf sick of waiting But you're unaware of these things and you've been too afraid to admit and as long as I stand waiting My pavement will never bring me fish |
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