A Place I Knew-poem

There is a place I knew
Of Barbie dolls
And pink satin dresses.
Of Mac and cheese,
And simple songs.
Of hugs and kisses
And grandma’s cookies.
This place I knew…
Was of fun and laughter
Of smiles and sliced knees
Of tears of hurt
And giggles from sleepovers.

There is a place I know
Of stress and anger.
With violence and hurt
Of broken hearts…
And sliced wrists
Of blood and pain.
A simple dying plan.
This place I know…
A hell, with the sun
Shining only briefly.
Too much depression
Exists inside.

There’s a place I’ve heard of
With clouds of silk
Pillows of love
And feathery wings.
Of harps and forgiveness.
Where pain doesn’t exist
Where my savior lives.
This place I’ve heard of…
With a reason for everything
A sun shining always
And stars for each kiss I missed,
In the place I know.


editorial note: I can't explain the meaning behind this poem very well. I wrote this in a difficult time in my life...and seeing it brings back memories and shows me what I have been through. I think, more than any other poem i have written, this one is the most honest and true to me.