A Poem ©

A Poem *
Genivyve Smith 

A poem.

A piece of art.

Quoted and loved by many,

related to many more.

Something that never truly grows old.

Its verse carries,

Lingering.

*This was published in The Conrad Record: Your Hometown paper Serving Beaman,Conrad, Liscomb, Union, Whitten and Central Iowa. 

What is the worst thing parents can do to their children?

The worst thing a parent can do to their child is beat them. I know from my past with other parents.  Living 24/7 is a nightmare.

Haunted Dreams 
Genivyve Smith

Suffication,
I can’t breathe.
My heart grows
Louder louder
Quieter quieter
Faster faster
Slowly Slowly
My heart gives out
____________________

You laugh your sick, cruel laugh…

The realization strikes;
I black out.
I can hear you
But it’s foggy,
Clouded
Muffled.
Everything’s utterly black.
I am dizzy.
I slip away.
Falling off the edge,
Losing myself,
Nothing.
Except the beating –
The beating of a used abandoned heart…
BEEP BEEP BEEP
POUND POUND BY POUND
My heart forms a fine line
_____________BEEP____________

Bang!
Stop!
I jump to life
Even though I was never gone.
I was haunted by you.
I AM haunted by you.
Congratulations.
You still have power over me.
You haunt me through nightmares.
______________BEEP_______________