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When Torture Is A Gift

December 1, 2022
By Poet_inthe_Making PLATINUM, Bolivar, Missouri
Poet_inthe_Making PLATINUM, Bolivar, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
"I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue his work until it is finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns." -Philippians 1:6


What if it was me or one of my best friends?

How do you get through grief

When grief seems to be all you know at this point?


all the deaths

the first day

the first quarter


2 people

people are dead

they’re haunting our halls 


but they’ve never step foot in our nightmares

their torture is our birthday

we would give anything to be hurt by them again


decorated locker

pictures and messages

but they didn’t even know her that well


the others

they just move along with their days

but how do they do it


I would like to know

because it seems that everyone else can

so it should be just as easy for me


I shouldn’t cry about someone I didn’t know

But I saw them just the other day

They were great


So why did God have to take them away

I can’t fathom why

but I think he was jealous that we had them


Maybe if I keep lying to myself

to my friends

maybe that’s how the others do it


Ruby 

Mr. Bushey

their families loss


the communities loss


I see blankets

in their memory

I see pictures


hanging pictures and walking by

like nothing ever happened

but a lot happened


how are we supposed to cope with that

when we’re just kids

when we aren’t ready to comprehend those lost feelings


and the kid

I don’t even know his name

I saw him drop


We all did


He was okay in the end

but he was limp

lost all control


Someone in the crowd

rushing to help him

the rest of us in shock


The EMTs telling his mom to get off the court

her resistance was the best thing that she could do

his sisters crying in the lobby


We didn’t know any of them

but the scene replays in our minds

the sound when his body hit the floor rings in our ears


dropping

I thought I saw this kid die

the trauma that comes with that is terrifying


When my biggest fear is falling

I see it again in my sleep

involuntarily


controlled by my own mind

but I get sick with guilt

and I can’t help but think


What if that was me or one of my best friends?

how do you get through grief

when grief seems to be all you know at this point?


The author's comments:

My School has taken a lot of hits recently; losing our superintendent and a fellow student. We watched a kid lose consciousness at a basketball game and drop; I thought he was dead. The amount of pain and hurt that the students and staff and community have gone through is immense and disturbing.


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