Nancy, It's Called "Poetry"

From the same September 13th, 2006 airing of the Nancy Grace Show.


"To Jean Casarez, Court TV news correspondent.


GRACE: Jean, we have all taken a long, hard look at Melinda Duckett`s blogging. In between raising the child and making a living for herself, she managed to blog quite a bit, and -- volumes and volumes of blogging, I might ad -- and all these sentences, for the most part, rhyme.

Have you taken a look at the blogs, Jean?

JEAN CASAREZ, COURT TV: You know, I have.

And, Nancy, this is on MySpace.com. And this space, this is where you can meet people, but you can also correspond with people. And it appears as though that was one of the things she did, was correspond with her friends. There was an entry in May of 2006, not too long ago, that she heads, "Light of my life." And it`s all about her son and how much she loves her son.

GRACE: Joining me here into the studio, Andrea Macari, Dr. Macari, instructor of psychology.

Andrea, what do you make of these blogs and Melinda`s suicide?

ANDREA MACARI, INSTRUCTOR OF PSYCHOLOGY: Well, it definitely speaks to the inner turmoil that`s going on.

And this rhyming that`s going on is actually a symptom of mental illness. Nancy, it`s called clanging. It`s a symptom of psychosis. We sometimes see it in schizophrenia. It`s just not plain old rhymes, like poetry. She`s not doing Shel Silverstein over here. This is a symptom of mental illness. "

A Warning to the Naïve

By Melinda Duckett May 31, 2006

HOW COULD YOU BE IN THE RIGHT STATE OF MIND,

DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT YOU'VE LEFT BEHIND?

I WANT YOU TO STAY HERE IN MY LIFE,

BUT DO NOT STUMBLE UPON MY STRIFE.

I'VE TRIED SO HARD TO CONTAIN THE BAD,

AND ALL THE TROUBLES THAT I HAVE HAD.

I DO NOT WANT THEM TO HURT YOU TOO,

I KNOW WHAT HARM MY EVILS CAN DO.

BUT TRY AS I MIGHT MY HEART WON'T RELEASE,

THE YEARNING I HAVE TO BE AT PEACE.

I DREAMT OF THE DAY MY PRINCE WOULD ARRIVE,

DELIVERING ME FROM THE HELL I HAVE DERIVED.

TO MAKE MY LIFE INTO SOMETHING WORTHWHILE,

TO PUT ON MY FACE AN EFFORTLESS SMILE.

AND HERE YOU ARE STANDING AT MY DOOR,

AND THERE IS MY PRIDE LAYING ON THE FLOOR.

I BROKE INTO PIECES HAVEN'T YOU SEEN,

FROM A MASK OF SINS I MUST BE REDEEMED.

I WARNED YOU OF THE BAGGAGE I DRAG,

AND HOW DEEPLY MY INNOCENCE HAS BEGUN TO SAG.

SO IN THE FUTURE SHOULD MISERY COME,

I SENT THE WARNING THAT HAD TO BE DONE.

NOW UNTIL THAT DAY MY HEART IS FOR YOU,

UNTIL THAT DAY YOU DECIDE THAT YOU’RE THROUGH.

DO WHAT YOU MUST, YOUR HEART NEEDS PROTECTION,

AND PERHAPS ONE DAY I'LL LEARN MY LESSON.

NO ONE SHOULD LOVE A WRETCH SUCH AS I,

ALONE MUST I DWELL UNTIL THE DAY THAT I DIE.

I Will, I Will, I Won’t

By Melinda Eubank December 8, 2003

I can fly on my two wings,

the bible hymns, I can sing

I can tell what’s wrong from right,

I can be a pleasant sight.

I will go to school each day,

I will study before I play.

I will say thank you when I should,

I will say sorry for what’s misunderstood.

I can paint a smile upon my face,

I can blend into a different race.

I can cry for all I’ve lost,

I can go on for all its cost.

I will hide the bruises upon my arms,

I will never admit my bodily harm.

I will silently sink into myself,

I will live on without anyone’s help.

I can keep the memories hid,

I can hide them away from everyone’s bid.

I can cry myself to sleep,

I can let go of the troubles I keep.

I will not fall deeply in love,

I will refuse this angel from above.

I will not let mother interfere,

I will wipe away every tear.

I can isolate myself from it all,

I can stray from those so tall.

I can see he doesn’t love me,

I can tell that I should flee.

I will leave before I’m hurt,

I will, with fate, become a flirt.

I will hide my emotions ever so strong,

I will for once admit that I’m wrong.

Can’t Understand

By Melinda Duckett June 6, 2006

WHY CANNOT ANYONE UNDERSTAND,

THE BURDENS I HOLD WITHIN MY HAND.

LIFE CANNOT BE ALL FUN FOR I,

SO MANY ISSUES THAT I HAVE TO HIDE.

THEY HOLD ME DOWN FROM DREAMS I'VE HAD,

THEY KEPT ME MOVING WHEN I AM SAD.

OBSTACLES I FACE AT EVERY BEND,

THE PAIN I ENDURE YOU CANNOT MEND.

STAY OUT OF MY AFFAIRS AND LET ME BE,

YOU THINK I ONLY LIVE IN MISERY.

WHY CAN'T YOU TELL HOW CONTENT I'VE BECOME,

WHEN ALL OF MY TASKS ARE FINALLY DONE.

MY INDEPENDENCE HAS BROUGHT ME HERE,

I CAN GAIN SECURITY AND FIGHT MY FEAR.

SET IN MY WAYS THE DAYS PASS BY,

I FOLLOW MY SCHEDULE, NOT A CLOUD IN THE SKY.

“IS THERE NOT BOREDOM?" YOU MAY ASK,

NOT SEEING THE SATISFACTION OF MY TASK.

OUR LIVES HAVE SETTLED UPON DIFFERENT PAGES,

PROVING THAT WE ARE AT DIFFERING STAGES.

MY LIFE IS ADVANCED FAR BEYOND YOUR YEARS,

NO OFFENSE IS IMPOSED TO YOU MY DEAR.

IT'S JUST HOW I'VE GROWN BY BEING RAISED,

ON THE LEFT SIDE OF A REBEL I HAD BRAZED.

NO AUTHORITY CAN TAME WHO I'VE BECOME,

AND ONLY I DICTATE WHEN IT'S ALL DONE.

NO MAN CAN HANDLE THE FIRE I POSSESS,

MY HEART IS NOT GIVEN UPON THEIR REQUEST.

SO WHY CANNOT ANYONE UNDERSTAND,

THE BURDENS I HOLD AND WHAT I DEMAND?

Negativity

By Melinda Duckett June 20, 2006

Negativity coming from all around,
The horrid events were funeral bound.

And somehow through the dismal grey,

I saw a light along my way.

He swooped me up so casually,

Opened a new possibility.

A solid future that he held,

Right at my feet it befelled.

Much in common that we had,

Dripping away what made us sad.

Captured in the thoughts he gave,

It was my dreams he had saved.

Hoping that he would stay,

By my side from day to day.

I'd let him hold me by my hand,

And by his side I would stand.

Not moving so fast that we can't see,

The obstacles that could be.

But how to tell if he feels the same,

Or in silence should my lips remain?

Tell me how to conquer this,

To live in peace and happiness

Flawless

By Melinda Duckett June 21, 2006

I set my expectations too high,

They were already in place before you came by.

It's not your fault for this disaster,

The actions were made and the warnings after.

I should have made known what I look for,

Not throwing attention out the door.

To this day no man has come close,

To the values I swallow in a heavy dose.

No one can match what I expect,

Flawless in everything and even perfect.

Because of a child, I search not only for I,

The search presses on until the day that I die.

Apologies given now are far too cold,

I've given your affection to the open road.

Just move on and find a lover,

To help you mend and recover.

You thought that I was in your dream,

A wonderful surprise or so it did seem.

I led you on and should have known,

Fairy tale love I refuse to condone.

And then once again you did it too,

Assumptions took flight and you watched as they flew.

The ones of me you made in your head,

Words you never should have said.

You trusted a rogue that follows defiance,

And somehow attempted to make an alliance.

But I can not be tamed to what you want,

I run around with attitude to flaunt.

Let me roam on and continue my search,

Stay a friend and do not be hurt

The One Whose Love No One Can Feel

By Melinda Duckett March 27, 2006

It happened twice before

And my heart was thrown out the door,

And I was forced to regret.

They never loved me

And it took so long to see,

But never again would I fret.

My heart would stay guarded,

All love was discarded,

I would be alone and yet strong.

Fun with my friends

And no relationships to mend,

It wasn’t long ‘til I realized I was wrong.

Going about my own,

Reaping what I had sown,

And not a care had I in the wind.

Did my own thing,

Threw out the ring,

All until the day that I met him.

What a surprise

with fear in my eyes,

Of being attracted once more.

I cautioned my heart

And played out my part,

Little did I know, what was in store.

For all the lessons I learned

And times Id been burned,

Somehow it melted away.

He tore down defenses,

I was lost in my senses,

And somehow I wished he would stay.

The words he had said,

My heart they had led,

On to that floating cloud.

Blue eyes that tore

right deep in your soul,

It all made me feel so proud.

It was love that I felt

and I wanted to melt,

Each time I laid in his arms.

The feelings were strong

Yet I may have been wrong,

To swoon over his wooing and charm.

For now he sees

That it is not me,

That he wants for his girl.

My eyes ready to cry

And love will die,

As my heart on the floor will curl.

How much pain must I feel

And wounds that I must heal,

Before I find a love that’s real?

Everyone seems happy,

Everyone excluding me,

The one whose love no one can feel.