two of hearts

Poem by 

Caitlin Truman-Baker


It’s time to reflect on the life she knew.

She wasn’t quite like the rest.

A fish out of water is what she thought.

Unique! The word that should have been taught.


Cruelty swimming among the seas.

Girls in her class would always tease.

A nasty word, a mean remark.

A gaping  hole in her tormented heart.


Clouded by emotional storms.

Rough tides with every breath.

Rise and sink, ebb and flow.

That’s how every morbid day would go.


The darkness circled with each piercing thought. 

To be far away is what she sought.

To leave behind this world of doom.

And suddenly the gun went “boom”!