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Katherine Beth Poem
I am going to miss her
I already do miss her
I feel regret
regret for always fighting with her
not always being by her side
our lives will never be the same when she leaves
our heads will never be under the same roof again
there will be an empty seat at the table now
an emptiness in my heart
there will be days when I need her the most;
to make me laugh
to wipe away my tears
but I will run to her room to find an empty bed
only to remember she is gone
why does life move so fast
it isn't fair
don't let her go
please don't
I hope she knows I love her unconditionally
I hope she knows I can’t live without her
I hope she knows how much she means to me
I hope she knows I am scared
we must never live our lives in regret
for if we dwell on what could have been;
what could have been done
we sit in sorrow
unable to find the strength and motivation to live on
the moments with the people we love feel un-cherished
but it will be okay
we will all find a way to keep loving and keep living
even in the moments when we want to stop and stay right where we are
I will be okay
Maybe if I keep lying to myself it will get better
I am okay
-Katherine Beth
Copyright © Katherine Beth | Year Posted 2016
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Katherine Beth Poem
daddy long legs spinning its' web from the ceiling
8 legs of terror, to 8 years of life as a kid.
monster under the bed hurry,
big terrible eyes, gleaming at me from the dark unknown corner.
go wake your mother from her slumber, Dad must rest.
modern fear is 17
dead in parkland at the hands of
a madman, yet mental illness should not be the
cause of FEAR.
Fear, fear, fear,
what do I - a young girl have to fear?
sexual assault, being told I
lack authority because I am a female.
Do not! shrink the power of my gender identity, I do not fear the tall white men who believe their distress
must stay hidden beneath their black engulfing suits
whispering degrading slurs about our temples-our bodies
because fear is weakness, and what is weakness if not a delicate flower ripped from its deep roots in the soil?
weakness is not the white man!
the all-consuming, terror-inducing mastermind
behind fear is you.
Only you allow yourself to be afraid
when we find enough strength in love and hope,
nothing will hold us back
-Katherine Beth
Copyright © Katherine Beth | Year Posted 2018
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but little girl
why do you find comfort in the darkness?
doesn’t the darkness scare you
you know the world can be a scary place
but wise man
the darkness does scare me
it is the light i produce that i take comfort in
the world is asleep
but i am awake
reflecting on all of the good times in my life
without having anyone awake to worry me
sleep little girl sleep
no need to be awake
you are loved
don’t let the darkness consume you
but darkness is my friend
it shields me from my worries
an outlet to watch my troubles disappear into the galaxy above
stars smiling down upon me
whispering the secrets of my past
for they have watched me grow
for they have seen my misfortune
and my dreams shape me
you are foolish
the galaxy does not care for you
it does not know your name
silence laughs at you
foolish man
you were never wise
the stars are not aligned with you
you are only laughing to fill the silence you have faced your whole life
i’m sorry you are afraid
-Katherine Beth
Copyright © Katherine Beth | Year Posted 2016
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Katherine Beth Poem
The clouds look like cotton balls,
Unspun cotton candy.
Oh! How I sing the song of sweet victory.
Horizon finds its resting place in the abyss
The distance creates a feeling of uncertainty
Why is the light so far away?
As the sun fades away into nothing fear emerges,
Yet I find comfort in this place between certainty and uncertainty
Strange I take full responsibility for a sudden emergence of excitement
She feels a warmth spreading throughout the miles of vessels in her heart
An occurrence that rarely makes itself known-like a shy child choosing a parent for protection from the horrors of the outside world
I think this aerial view of the world puts me on top because I cannot see what everyone else is seeing
everything below;
Such a general term… everything
I think it is safe to say that up here I have finally escaped
I do not have any feelings of angst or worry
No one to insult my sensitive interior by way of my physical appearance and flaws
It could be that I am closer to God as cliche as that may sound
She has not seen him since he whispered to her the devil of anxiety would consume her soon if the angles were not called upon
All I can see is a sea of blackness with one yellow light illuminating from the ground
That light is me
Kindness and heart lies in that light
Light of mine
Will only flicker in times of despair only until I see him again
-Katherine Beth
Copyright © Katherine Beth | Year Posted 2017
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I hate holding everything in.
I just want to scream.
I want to punch my wall until my knuckles bleed.
I want to lay on the ground and cry.
Until I feel that deep pain in my heart.
I wish I could run away smiling without a care in the world,
But I feel everything...
Mostly the pain.
How do people live a happy life.
I see that there is so much to live for and to love
And to create an endless amount of laugher,
but the darkness is too consuming.
When I close my eyes I feel him again crying out in pain
as his tears fall onto my chest.
only now I can’t be there to wipe away his tears.
I am only a passing thought.
He doesn’t want to torture me anymore.
Does he realize it’s too late?
Copyright © Katherine Beth | Year Posted 2020
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