RAPID CYCLING POEMS

THE HOLLOW GIRL

THE HOLLOW GIRL

There once was a girl, hollow and brittle

Her fragile mind broken, fractured and weak

No one could reach her, console or approach her

Removed from reality, she accepted defeat

Her mind was in crisis, unstable, in peril

The nightmares she suffered so dreadfully dire

Her parents despairing, friends faded away

Alone in her torment, so frightened and scared

The voice in her head screamed you’re worthless and dead

But somewhere inside her, life held a spark

That fluttered and sizzled and fought to be heard

She held on so tightly, withdrawn though she seemed

To hope and a promise, a future more bright

Slowly but surely light began to emerge

Optimism bubbled, flared and enticed

With hope for a future that wasn’t as bleak

What’s round the next corner might be better than this

A promise, once spoken, could not be ignored

Baby steps taken, a tumble, a graze,

But up again quickly, try again, it’s a blip

Years it took for the hollows to mend

Confidence building, not easy, be kind

A lesson to learn, a new message to give

She repeated it daily, a ritual, a prayer

Love yourself dearly, then life is a gift.