When I'm Gone

When I'm Gone

A Poem by Kaitlin W. Blaylock

Lay me down six feet under
Beside the only father I've ever known
Put me in my favorite red gown
You know the one, it matches my nails.
Run the comb through my hair, not that it needs it.
As you prepare to lay to rest the loneliest girl.
My friends may take any keepsake they wish
They deserve my things more than I ever did.
I know my third death is decades away and I'm okay with that.
But the first is done and the second soon to follow.
I finally won some peace.
Cry for me if it helps, though my final tears did me no good.
Know that I loved
Deeply and dearly
Each of you who shake yourselves in the shock of my absence.
I know the wonder of your minds:
Was he the cause of this, my tragedy?
No.
I did this because I saw no way out.
I knew I'd never be truly happy again.
The brief happiness I did know was stolen from me.
So lay me down six feet under by the only father I've ever known. 
Because I already see him,
Waiting for me like he always did.
And we walk hand in hand to our forever home.
Its about time.

© 2013 Kaitlin W. Blaylock


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Kat don't kill yourself! It's Lacey. If you need me Facebook me text me talk to me!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Kaitlin W. Blaylock

11 Years Ago

Its just a piece formed out of my depression. I'm not going to initiate my first death, but if somet.. read more
Im crying... im not gonna lie... I really am... Kaitlin... please... don't...

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Kaitlin W. Blaylock
Kaitlin W. Blaylock

Cherokee, NC



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I am a 21-yr-old graduate of Western Carolina University. I live with my Yorkie, Rose. Rose is very spoiled, and I call her my baby. I am pursuing a MA New Media Journalism degree, currently in the ap.. more..

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