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beyond rock bottom: a collection of poetry beyond rock bottom: a collection of poetry by Kara Petrovic
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“Love heals all.
Love overcomes all.
And though you cannot love someone's illness away.
Sometimes it is best to love them at all.”
Kara Petrovic, beyond rock bottom: a collection of poetry
“i have this urge to destroy you with my touch,
to run my hands across your body and leave the same fiery feeling
you've left
across mine

it's a very strange thing -
to want to be loved
when you do not know
how to be
it's been ages and yet still I'm longing
but i think i am destined to want
and never receive”
Kara Petrovic, beyond rock bottom: a collection of poetry
tags: poetry
“i longed to not be afraid when men stare at me for too long, because i knew i was worth staring at, because i knew they could hurt my heart but i never learned how they could destroy my body”
Kara Petrovic, beyond rock bottom: a collection of poetry
“See, I have dated death
and decided
he was not
the man for me.”
Kara Petrovic, beyond rock bottom: a collection of poetry
“listen.
it wouldn't have hurt so much if she wasn't the girl i always wanted to be.

in high school i carved the word ugly into my skin
so that even if i once reached
that pivotal point of high self esteem
i would always be reminded of who i was
underneath it all
and i wanted so badly to be
the athletic girl
who put makeup on effortlessly
who knew a thing or two about fashion
whose laughter sounded like flowers blooming
who knew what it meant to be sad,
and anxious,
but in the beautiful way
in the mysterious way
in the way that could be cured by true love's kiss
whose skin was always soft
and hair always brushed
- sometimes styled -
long, and long, and dark, and wavy
a fine contrast against her light eyes
and pale skin that never led anyone to question
just where she was from
whose body hair was fine,
or at least taken care of so frequently and expertly,
that no one ever questioned just where she fell
in human evolution
whose body curved in all the right places
whose skin was taut with muscle
and soft with and inviting where it should be
who ate right
who never smoked
and never tried to end her life;
once, twice, seventeen times
who liked art but didn't really understand it
who studied hard even though she hated it
who cared about injustice but not to the point
that too much thought would led her to unending, selfish tears
whose eyes could stop an army
and whose lips never fell into a thin line
whose kisses you remember
and whose body you miss
when you're lying in a bed without her
whose warmth you reach out for not just from habit or desire
but need - desperate need
who didn't make loving her hard
who you missed, even when you were with another
the girl who everyone knew was beautiful -
they just knew, ok. they just knew her name
and they would say:
'yes, her. she's very beautiful.'
(...)
it wouldn't hurt so much if you weren't
everything i was looking for,
everything i wanted,
and so was she”
Kara Petrovic, beyond rock bottom: a collection of poetry
tags: poetry
“lovely lion,
with your claws twelve inches long,
won't you sink your teeth
into the back of my neck once more?

won't you parade me around,
march me to and fro,
showing me all there is to know,
and telling me i am your sweetest pet?

lovely hawk,
with your talons made of lonsdaleite,
won't you pluck me
from the earth once more?

won't you soar into the sky,
with me in your clutches,
at blinding speeds,
showing me all i deserve to see,
and telling me i am your only darling?

is this not love
dear lion, dear hawk?
shall i forever wait
in the savannah,
in the meadow,
where you tossed me aside,
longing to be picked up again?”
Kara Petrovic, beyond rock bottom: a collection of poetry
“i often find myself falling for someone
who refuses to catch me,
and likewise upon waiting arms
i suddenly develop a fear of heights.

either i'm unlucky in love
or i'm obsessed with the theory
but not the practice.”
Kara Petrovic, beyond rock bottom: a collection of poetry
tags: poetry