Kylee Bartz Poems
|41.||I Love You||5/28/2010|
|43.||You Must Fall||5/12/2010|
|44.||He Makes Me Smile||12/8/2010|
|45.||The Times We Shared||2/2/2010|
|49.||Because I Love Him||5/13/2010|
|52.||Monster Inside Of Me||5/13/2010|
|56.||A Family As A Whole||5/28/2010|
|57.||Craziness (I Wrote This For School. Heehees. Maybe This Is Why They Think I Need Counseling.)||12/3/2009|
|59.||Death Is Not The End||6/3/2010|
|63.||Life Is Beautiful||5/14/2010|
|64.||I Am Not Crazy!||12/1/2009|
|65.||American Civil War||1/28/2010|
|66.||The Cherry Blossom Tree||5/7/2010|
|68.||What Is Purple?||5/10/2010|
Comments about Kylee Bartz
I sit on my bed
And I read the same thing over and over.
I read what he wrote when he loved me.
its over now,
Its been over for a while.
But the Heartbreak has never gone away.
The tears begin to flow from my eyes.
Like raindrops, they hit the paper.
And smear the ink.
my heart feels like it is dead.
Or perhaps its dying.
A fire once, now just embers fading away.
I try to stop the pain, but to no avail.
there is only one thing i can think of
to end the hurting.
I get up off my bed.
And close my eyes.
And peirce my heart ...
I Am Not Crazy!
So what if I see things?
These hallucinations as you call them,
How are they a big deal?
Maybe it is for real.
And I might be right this time.
Maybe, this is actually happening.
I hope these talking ducks will let me out.