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Kaitlyn Krenik Poem
Heart pounding,
Confused and disoriented,
I cannot breathe.
There is a tightness in my chest
And butterflies in my stomach.
Vision blurred,
Weak and dizzy,
Nothing feels real.
There is tension in my muscles
And numbness in my skin.
Body aching,
Cool and sweaty,
I am shaking.
There is a panic in my head
And fear within my being.
Copyright © Kaitlyn Krenik | Year Posted 2016
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Kaitlyn Krenik Poem
It's three in the morning
And I was awakened by
An extreme thirst. In the night
It's hard to tell just how thirsty
You really are. It's not so easy
To sneak downstairs to get a drink.
Tiptoeing past my parents bedroom I think
About how angry he'll be when he finds
Me awake in the dead of the night.
It's now somewhere around maybe 3:03,
I've made it to the stairs and suddenly, creeeaaak!
I freeze and listen for father's fleeting footsteps
But, he does not come. I take a deep breath
And walk down the stairs. Oh god the dogs.
I didn't think of the dogs. They leap up high like frogs
Off their Lilly pads and jump onto me.
"Get off." I mouth the words silently
And push the dogs off. I grab myself a tall drink
And chug the thing down, put my glass in the sink.
Coming back up the stairs, it's a quarter past.
I skip the creaky stair that made my heart blast
Almost burst straight out of my ribcage.
Damn. I wanted a drink but I don't think I'm brave
Enough to venture too far past my bedroom.
My bedroom? Here I am! I've made it! I'm safe!
I did not wake my father from his sleep.
I'm in. Shut the door, and now I can breathe.
It's 3:18 now and I lay down in bed.
But, of course I can't sleep. I'm awake in my head.
Poetry, oh yes. This was poetry! A ballad!
Get my computer and I'll type my story to validate
And express just how it felt to be thirsty at three.
Then, they'll understand how it feels with a small victory
I'm the protagonist, the knight, trying my best to find
The elixir, guarded by Cerberus. Sneaking from behind
The sleeping dragon's cave. I don't want to wake
Him and so, I'm quiet and agile. A true hero.
3:38. My poem is written. It's time to try
To get into bed and rest. So reader, until next time.
Goodnight.
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Kaitlyn Krenik Poem
From the outside looking in,
It must be so difficult for a man
To understand the body of a woman.
The monthly loss of blood alone
Should be enough to make a man
Lose his appetite. The strangeness
Of it all must leave them baffled.
But, for some reason, a man will
Still crave the body of a woman.
He cannot help himself and so,
The man will force himself upon her.
And that, little one, that is why
The body of a woman is to be
Honored, loved, cherished, and
Protected.
Copyright © Kaitlyn Krenik | Year Posted 2019
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Kaitlyn Krenik Poem
When you drink and drive,
Your Accountability
Is gone. Here and now.
Copyright © Kaitlyn Krenik | Year Posted 2019
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Today we went to the lake and played in the sun all day.
My skin turned a bright pink and it stings when you touch it.
You rubbed Aloe Vera on my wound, and the sting was gone.
Today we went to a haunted house and monsters jumped from every turn.
My heart pounded like a drum, thump, thump, thump, and I was terrified.
You held me tight, and my fear was gone.
Today we went to the hospital and I sat at your bedside.
My tears flowed down my face. I didn't want to lose you.
You smiled at me and I wearily wept because you were gone.
Today I sat alone and cried in bed all day.
My mind turned a dark gray and I sting when you enter.
You sat in my mind all day, and the sting remained.
Today I sat in my haunted house, haunted by the memories of you.
My heart pounded like a drum, thump, thump, thump, and I was terrified.
You stared at me all day, and my fear remained.
Today I sat in the hospital and you were at my bedside.
My tears flowed down my face. I was only trying to join you.
You frowned at me and I wearily wept because still, you were gone.
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Kaitlyn Krenik Poem
K is the kisses you put on my lips.
A is the adoration I once held for you.
I is the ice you put in my heart when I found out.
T is the time I spent trying to forget.
L is the love I long for after what you did.
Y is you. Forever a part of me because
N is now. Who I am today.
How I've grown and how I've changed.
Some people are a gift.
You are a gift in pretty packaging.
You are a lesson
That changed me forever.
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Kaitlyn Krenik Poem
Mom,
I always thought
you would be there to help me
shop for a prom dress,
get ready for graduation,
plan my wedding,
or raise my own children.
So, now that you're gone,
I look up at the stars.
I realize you are
The brightest star
and you're still always there
to guide me.
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Fight the fear inside
Flight: to run away and hide
Freeze in the headlights.
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Kaitlyn Krenik Poem
Mommy, can we go to the corner store?
I’ve saved my allowance for two weeks.
I must have a hundred bucks, maybe more!
I want chocolates to fill my cheeks!
So, mommy, let’s go to the corner store!
Mommy, please take me to the corner store!
Don’t you need another pack of smokes?
They have blue slurpees galore
And I like the cups that have jokes.
C’mon mommy, to the corner store.
Mommy, did you read about the corner store?
They’ve made plans to tear it down!
We’d better go quick, before they lock the door!
Huh? Mommy, what’s wrong? Why the frown?
MOMMY GET UP! GET OFF THE FLOOR!
Oh look, there it is, the old corner store,
Where I used to go with my mom.
Strange that I can’t do that anymore.
I miss the taste of Blue Raspberry Bomb
I miss going with her to the corner store.
Copyright © Kaitlyn Krenik | Year Posted 2019
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Blood trickling down his skin,
And I was frozen solid.
I could not come to his aide.
Hemaphobia can be a big pain.
There stood my brother,
Aged three-and-a-half.
He wanted his big sister
To get him a band aid
And a kiss on the wound.
But, I stood frozen in fear.
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