She Is

Do I care if I survive this? Bury the dead where they're found

In a veil of great surprises, hold my head till I drown

Should I tear my eyes out now

before I see too much

Should I tear my arms out now

 I want to feel your touch

"Someday someone is going to punch you in the face, and you're going to deserve it."

She is tired of shaking it off

She is tired of family

And that is the cold hard truth

But if you repeatedly got comments like that, over something small, wouldn't you be tired too?

She is tired of smiling 

She is writing this with a bruised heart and an exhausted soul

She knows she should never take things too personally...

but sometimes...words just simply hurt.

They hurt a lot.

She misses her friend in the ground

She misses the sunshine

Sitting in silence, she is left alone at the dinner table

When she speaks she never has a voice

She is never truly listened to

Interrupted and never given a chance to share her points

She knows she is brave and fierce

Knock her down

She'll get back up

Since birth, stick and stones have been thrown

Battered and cut

She is always bleeding and winning

Winning and bleeding

Through a constant storm of whipping wind that stings

She is always climbing

 fleeing and flying

With ambition and drive to be shown

She is fighting off the ache of distance

She gives and loves hard

A wildflower ready to bloom

She is a girl with scars

Not a perfect girl but she tries

She is waiting for kindness

Words of love and acceptance

and she knows they're on their way

Someday in May

She is going to mend her brokenness

Fuel her free spirit

Her mind will gather wonderful thoughts

She is going to find a hug in her blankets

She is going tolerate the pain and take it

She is going to leave one day and never come back

She is going to get lost

and in the distance they will hear it

There will be no lack of her voice

She still has a choice

She is going to choose to rejoice

and in her rejoicing  

she is free

The only reason why I continue at all

Faith in reason I wasted my life playing dumb

Signs and wonders: Sea lion caves in the dark

Blind faith, God's grace, nothing else left to impact

Author's Note

Reviews

[Terry O'Leary]

It seems you have evolved... pulled yourself up by your bootstraps, so to speak!
Very well done!

[dan]

It seems to me that the 'she' mentioned so often is actually you. It just seemed so steadfastly personal, as if autobiographical in nature. The writing is brilliant, if I started quoting lines I'd be here all night; it's just so STRONG.
Even if I'm wrong about it being you I still enjoyed the great read. Thanks! take care...dan

[Kathryn Smith]

Bingo! You got it right my friend. Congrats. :) Thank you so so very much! xx Take care!

[ANTO]

Angst, frustration, (a little impatience) and the overwhelming desire to 'show them' at the end of the day seem to be the concrete poured into the shuttering of this one's construction.
Irish republicans had a rally cry 'Tiochfaidh ar la' (our day will come) and I'm sure you day will come dear Kathryn. With passion like this there isnt a snowball's chance in hell of stopping you !!

[Kathryn Smith]

Thank you ANTO! : )) You truly are the best.

[Riddhi]

I really liked this..Another great work..Keep it up and thanks for sharing...

[Abhigyan]

Awesome, friend, just awesome!!! Powerful words that sway your brain to be in exactly the way you want.......and thus, a great piece of poetry!!!!

Keep it up......and keep smiling!!

Abhi

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful words and thoughts in the epic poetry.
"There will be no lack of her voice
She still has a choice
She is going to choose to rejoice
and in her rejoicing
she is free "
You create hard life leading to hopeful ending. To know freedom. A under-rated emotion. Thank you
Kathryn for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Kathryn Smith]

Thank you very much! :) I appreciate it! xx

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful and worthwhile read. You are welcome.