Ever Feel

A poem from my teenage years

Did you ever feel
lonely and lost,
ever fall in love …
then, pay the cost?

Did the light stop shining
at the end of your road;
was the weight on your shoulders 
a far too heavy load?

Did you stumble, did you fall 
on that bumpy road called fate; 
ever felt like crying or like dying, 
from the the sting of bitter hate!?

Have you ever felt a razor blade
could have solved all your guilt, 
that had arisen slowly …
gradually deep within you built?

Did it ever feel like 
you were dead inside, 
and someone you once loved 
hurt you when they lied?

Were the tears never-ending,
did they fall like rain:
did they ease the heartbreak, 
and erase your killing pain?

But, when your rain stopped falling, 
did the dark clouds clear away;
did the light start shining 
on the dawn of a new day?

Once, I felt like this
(my heart buried 'neath the snow),
but I've now realised, we are women. 
We don't die … we grow!



Originally Written 1984
Re-written Feb 2019 with the help of Richard (thank you Richard xx)


Written 1984

Reviews

[Richard🖌]

Hi, Sarah 🌼
I really took to this one from your early years … even then your pen shined with bright promise.
One can perceive the creative bent of your imagination, along with the knack of using metaphor for imagery, not to mention a feel for spot-on rhyme and line-break timing, et al.
I may have buffed a couple of powdery spots, but this one had all the bones of a fine work … thank you for the credit and honorable mention.
Particularly interesting, is the manner in which you take us on a stirring poetical mental and emotional tour of your up and down growing experiences and involvements … quite charming and captivating, really, not to mention eye-opening.

You turned out to be quite a lady, and just look how excellent a writer you've become from all you've been through and learned … a big, warm hug of thanks for sharing You! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Sarah K Cass]

You make me blush, Richard. Such praise from one so experienced. "Thank you" seems so inadequate. Maybe I should write you a poem!

[Richard🖌]

Now, who's blushing(?) … "BLUSH!*"

[Coyote Poetry]

Dear Amber, this is poetry and true words.
"Once, I felt like this
(my heart buried 'neath the snow),
but I've now realised, we are women.
We don't die … we grow!"
The above lines. So wonderful and true. Kind women are the teacher of love, soldier of life and the balance of our world. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Sarah K Cass]

Thank you, Coyote. So long since I've been on here! I hope you are well.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello Amber and you are welcome.

[Laura Harrison]

Yes, yes yes, yes, YES I LOVE THIS POEM! That ending too though 👏🔥

[Sarah K Cass]

Thank you! I've not been on here in months so nice to see this xx

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Interesting piece from your youthful days. Says a lot about teenage angst but thankfully ends on an upbeat (if somewhat sexist) note!

[Sarah K Cass]

In those days, sexism was the furthest thing from my mind. In all honesty I'd still write a line like that now because that's my experience. Thsnk you for reading and commenting.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Sorry didn't mean my comment to sound so harsh, was just pointing out that many women can let one down too. I have the scars from many a case lol!

[Sarah K Cass]

It's ok. I didn't take it in a harsh way.

[Chris Shaw]

No pain, no gain. We do indeed grow stronger as a result of our hurts. Nicely conveyed lines Amber. I could feel the emotion in your poetry.

Chris

[Sarah K Cass]

Thank you, Chris. I was very young when I wrote that and nursing a first heartbreak .

[Chris Shaw]

The first time your heart is broken is always the one you remember most :)

[Chris]

Strong write for back-in-the-day...

[Sarah K Cass]

Thank you. It was nice/strange writing it out again.

[Chris]

I can understand and appreciate that.