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Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
My fingers twitch
My eyes are wide
As though I can see
the other side

The side of pain
The place where dark
surrounds your soul
muffles the spark

The spark of life
of hope and light
that shines through day
and blinks through night

Nurture the spark
Keep it alive
Let the inferno
Fuel up your drive

Let hope inspire you
Never to cease
When all else is lost
Hope will release

Fight through the pain
for when it is gone,
life will still be there
for you to lean on.
Yes, this is a re-post, however I feel that now that everything is going just fine, it's time to post this poem once more to represent how far we've come.
I wrote this during a time of great trauma for my family, and now I feel that life is so much better. Everything's better.
So I hope you enjoy this poem, and take the message it carries to heart.
All the best,
- Cailey
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
Taking a chance will

                                       Either open a door or

Slam one in your face.
It's 50/50. Nothing's guaranteed, but there's still a chance.
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
What does figure skating feel like?
Many different things.

You could be flying.
Or swimming.
Spinning.
Twisting.
Or nearly dying.

It's scary.
Incredible.
Painful.
Silly.
Unbelievable.

People watch you and gawk.
The pressure is high.
But so is the reward.

It requires tolerance of pain.
Determination.
Mental strength.
A lack of sanity.
And a bizarre sense of humor.

You've got to be serious.
But know when to laugh.

You've got to be strong.
And powerful.

But light.
And soft.

You've got to jump high.
But spin low

You've got to be fearless.
But know how to be nervous.

Fall.
And still get up.

Get hurt.
But never cry.

Be nice.
But get *****.

Smile and laugh.
But be mature.

Be positive.
And accept criticism.

Take abuse.
But never give it.

All these things are true.

But the one thing people tend to forget about skating:

Amongst the physical pain and mental pressure.
Behind the bruises and broken ankles.
Under the glares and competition.

People always forget to have fun. Skating is supposed to be fun. But despite the unbelievably hard work it requires to have success, without fun, nothing matters.

People try every day.

But all of them will fail.
The truth about figure skating. It is a brutal sport filled with competition, pain, and pressure. It's hard to understand it unless you've truly trained at a high level. It's almost impossible to imagine.

But underneath all the work, people tend to forget the fun.

Skating is one of the most incredible, exciting, dangerous, and enjoyable sports to be a part of. It's just as fun as it looks if you skate for a long time. But getting there, sometimes, people forget why they started.

And that is where they'll fall.
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
Negativity
Brings you down
Pulls you to the darkest depths
Sends you to the coldest trench
Tumbling slowly across a plane
Cold. Alone. Dark
Wind is whipping through your hair
Fire burning through the air
Light is shining everywhere
Warm. Strong. Bright.
Soaring through a foggy cloud
Sends you swirling through the sky
Catapults you to new heights
Makes you soar
Positivity
Don't let pessimists ruin your day!
Never crumble in the face of negativity.
Remember the flame that burns on both sides.
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
Hello.
Hello yourself.
What do you want?
What about you?
What is up?
What’s with you?
I am trying to get rid of you.
Hello.
Hello yourself.
Why do you keep saying that?
Why do you?
You are a pain.
So are you.
Why can I not run from you?
You can not get away because,
you are me and I am you.
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
Sometimes my body and brain
Refuse to work.
In order to stop from losing myself
Or being a ****
Or causing other people pain
I just let myself go insane
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
You

                       look
                                                    right

                                                               ­         through
                         me...

Like
                                                              I'm

                                      Barely

                    Even

                                     ­                          There....
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