Casey is a high school senior heading to college in the fall. Besides being an amazing daughter, she’s a budding poet, and has graciously agreed to let me feature one of her original poems on the blog today.
by Casey Hart
The initial blow is nothing compared to the ache,
You fall even though you put everything at stake,
They don’t care they just take it all away,
Until you feel as though you must stay.
You think that maybe it’s just a phase,
But, years later you discover that it has lasted way too many days.
Suddenly, it gets pushed back into the depths of your brain,
But, you will always feel the pain.
You find yourself crying as you go to sleep,
It’s hard to understand how words could cut you so deep,
You cringe every time he walks through the door,
But, you cannot run; you’re stuck to the floor.
After months of waiting for the pain to go away,
You start to live life day by day,
That’s when you finally begin to dream again,
But, he pushes and prods you until you despise all men.
It was fun when it started but now you’re just scared,
You can’t remember the last time you even cared.
This situation engulfs your entire life,
‘Til you’re ready to end it; all it takes is a knife.
That’s when your brain shuts right down,
Nothing cheers you up; you’re always wearing a frown.
Thoughts of suicide take over your brain,
You convince yourself that you would feel no more pain.
Your life is over; your heart just won’t quit beating,
Your insides feel like they’re always bleeding.
Your liver, your heart, your kidneys, your spleen,
Are yearning to end this wretched scene.
It never goes away, even when you’re free,
It’s waiting for you,
Feel free to share your thoughts and comments on the poem. Casey was looking forward to knowing what “real people” thought about the piece.