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Inner Struggle

it's inevitable
the smiles,
talks,
laughs
you come at the darkest hour
revealing a light-
and before you know it
those nights turn into days
those days turn into years-
have I met you?
Perhaps it's an illusion
a game of mind vs. heart
manipulative, evil
making your heart believe this is it
a stop for heart ache
but when you get so attached

the world's distorted
breathing each other's air
is it merely obsession?
Something so pure 
it perfectly eats you alive
a lingering camouflage of hope?
3 months is the turning point
you're unsure where to run
your next move
how many steps
unable to decipher
is this what I want?
Is this destiny
or a false hope- a bridge

I can't explain the purity
without thinking your name
and how it sounds
how it rings in my ears just of the thought
you linger there somewhere between my head and heart
day after day
do you think of me?

Anticipation builds until we meet again
but then what-

you're remains keep getting stronger
I see into your eyes when we're apart
sensing, feeling every emotion
yet I can't bare the thought of this desperation-
this unexplicable loyalty
this feeling so real is so discreet
and hidden with perplexed ideas of love
coated with casual infatuation 

A hauntingly beautiful perception-
of a bond 
one that exists in fairy tales, myths
one that pressures you to be together
is it fate
or merely an obsession

Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2014



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Scissors

Snip away the flesh.
Blood spits
on the unforgiving floor,
stained,
soaked in,
to the point where the tile bursts-
soul helpless, gas exposed 
and the poison kicks in-
pounding
pulsing,
running through the intoxicated veins-
that now bulge 
from my gullible skin,
hypnotized thoughts,
addicted to devotion.
A pain so good it lingers
as if ripping out each organ
one 
by one.
Then the taste of regret thickens-
a sweet intensified swelling-
of what could have
what should have been.
But instead of leaving for death 
you clench tight your warm, soft hands
around the scissors,
and carve it out,
chest exposed,
broken.
It always belonged to you
and though you verify,
wanting security, 
proof. 
It was always you.
You still emphasis the fact 
it was different this time
time taught how to forgive-
yet you aren't welling to see it through,
risk,
put yourself out on the tightrope.
Instead of casting your spell 
you flee.
And then, purity is revealed.

Mirror image of yourself,
alone, 
on the ground,
lifeless,
breathless,
eyes-
a distorted fuzz, 
the same, gentle brown-
Petrified with recognition
realizing what you avoided,
what you forced away
came raging, smacking you in the face.
Blood caressing your forsaken goals,
your broken promises
and vital unspoken words.
Never have scissors accessorized so perfectly,
resting gently upon your empty chest
reflecting acceptance, 
forgetting reason.

Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2011

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Rocking Horse

no one can really understand insanity
it sinks below depths of our humanity
something so small,
a grenade,
atomic mess,
bodies blown to bits
as the gas suffocated earth-
it's that clench,
that gasp-
that knot
you fear.
And  it eats you alive the more you endure
such imaginative qualities,
and you sit there unknowingful
uninformed;
while envy develops;
you sat there admitting
in horribly brutal honesty-
but your eyes forgot the plan
cause the guilt shot through
and that look-
that look-
i've seen it before.

Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2013

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Snow White's Icy Heart -Spenserian Sonnet

You're startin to feel lonely, the guilt is settin in, it's changing,
you're only so strong as you portray, and now it's fading-
into a red bubbling mess, boiling, rearranging
into something new, indestructible and its paying-
for the consequences, this guilt has no sympathy for dating-
whether it's hells best friend, and heaven's clever liar
it's all about the thoughts, the ones that take the time creating-
a poisonous kiss, Snow White's apple, her curious desire-

so sudden yet expected, this obvious satire-
of a mess, a disaster, it's not only killing a fair maiden
but all of the minds involved in this strange iced fire-
one that's about to be put out, and the red apple can trade in-
for the lingering premonition, you've been regretting
cause nothing can be far worse than simply neglecting.

Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2011

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Time

Sometimes, the air is too muggy-
it's hard to catch your breath
you trip as you run up the stairs-
too fast
too much 
too soon

it's life.

It doesn't slow down, 
pause or give you room to breath

Man's construct of time is treacherous-
it eats away at the inevitable-
it rushes you to fulfill your destiny
by pressuring you to obtain societies' duties-

which are also man-made
a construction of our world-
manipulation at its finest-

what happened to our youth?
When time lasted,
Moments were cherished and continuous-
then sometime around adolescence, 
we lost the joy of life 
and instead, focus on time's constraints

soon everything is measured by time,
all is constructed according to our linear understanding
we don't fully live in the moment-
rather expecting and anticipating the next moment

this leaves us all;
living in the future-
stuck, frustrated with time's pressures

How could man create such a thing
that destroys our pure existence

Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2018



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What I Wouldn'T Want To Relive

flash back a year,
how about even further
am I still hypocritical ?
how about a hypochondriac
look in the mirror, who's the hypocrite
who would start every brawl-
and yet you were never sick of it
loved watching me fall
some sick game of manipulation
then jealousy peered in-
the length of the duration
was insane 
a clearly misjudged partnership-
and I'm without a reason
without an intellectual explanation
through every single season
what I would kill to forget that mistake
give my heart back full support
instead of cherishing the memories with dr. jekyl
and put the ball back in my court.

Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2013

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I Was Right

step backward from this fixation
when you weren't
an addiction
step back even further
to a time where we'd pass by-
a glance, 
hello
that was it

and then nights never ended
and this love we pretended
it was us against the world
4 months conquered -
unconditionally toxic love
so poisonous the gases leaked 
exposed the already exposed heart
that was half healed
horrific hostile obsession
that masked the love it should have
masked the face that was exposed
from the gases of my in constructed heart-
unaware
so fast
you came in swept me up

filling my heart
with an aesthetic passion
one I've never yet had
tortured, punctured, heart oozing-
it's a shame we both knew it was wrong
clinging onto a feeling much more than lust-
needing, exceeding, secluding
unconditionally committed to the wrong
but now I wish I was right...

Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2014

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Love Gone Wrong

Glass shattered-
the bottles melting
that green-eyed feeling overcoming-
but the cause of it was you.
You're wandering eyes neglect me
while you pretend to look away
but I see right through those pretty brown eyes
and you definitely don't want to stay
I'm that safety net-
to a person who's my world
and while you
poke at my eyes
laugh at my fits
I know your real girl
and she's not the person you've been with
for a year now coming up
instead i'm just a distraction
trying to become better than you've had
but you can't even see that
I'm psycho- that's all there is to it
but remember when i'm gone
and realize my worth
that you were really nothing-
but a lesson gone wrong
a lesson that was supposed to relieve the grief
a lesson of love gone wrong

Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2013

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Belle

precious cargo
princess in making
those precise green eyes
the colors of fall
completed with poise
your presence remains
reminiscing on those mornings-
you'd follow me round-
without a sound-
no expectation-
but with the unconditional
limitation.

final breaths within my arms
silent suffocating
death sure appears cruel

Rest in peace Belle. 16 years old  I love you.

Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2014

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Spaceship

CRASH-
landing in a midnight sea-
this empty planet
so far from me
patience awaits
but frustration merges-
an alien
extra-terrestrial so familiar to me
I get close
close enough
shot me with your stun gun
spaceship going down
air dissipates
one final blink
ship off course- glimpse of the moon
now I'm a twinkling
the star you can't take your eye off
the star that should have been

Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2014

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