Eleven Years
My love for you is unconditional
However, so is my anger
And I have waited eleven years
For this devastation to be over
But it has only just begun:
The torture that makes me want to scream—
And I just want to run away
From this awfully dreadful scheme.
Oh, how badly I wish you could redeem yourself
And I’m sorry, but you took that chance away
And whatever path you decided to take,
You left me here astray.
If only I can forgive you
But forgiving you will make this true
So I’ll pray for you to forgive me
And please understand
Why it’s so damn close to impossible
To forgive you.

Tarah Hipple

Tarah Hipple is an avid student of social work and cognitive behavioral therapy. She was a blog contributor for the Open to Hope Foundation and recently authored her book Tarah’s Song: Words of Survival, a compilation of poems about her journey from tragedy to suffering to survival. Her first-hand accounts of tragedy at a young age are penned in these poems. Tarah used writing and playing the piano as a sort of therapy, and these creative outlets helped Tarah to be able to discuss feelings she had difficulty expressing. Through intense therapy for her post-traumatic stress disorder, Tarah confronted the past and found peace. She now co-presents with her father, Eric Hipple, and speaks about their continued journey of recovery and suicide prevention. Tarah was born in 1993 and resides in Michigan.

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