Blake Scalise ~ A Brother Copes with Grief

Editor Note: In our April issue, Jennifer Scalise shared her story about the death of her daughter, Brooke, as the result of an ATV accident (Learning to Dance in the Rain). I am very proud to present two poems that her brother, Blake, has written since Brooke’s death. This is the path he has chosen to take on his personal journey through grief. Thank you Blake for your poems.

Blake Scalise

The days before the pain
Life was sincere
Given these hardships
I know that you’re still here
Rain fell upon
Us with no end in near
The days went by
Stolen from us
Left with tears
So young, yet so near
No one deserves this…
No end in sight
The past too far gone
Why can’t she come back
Her time brought to dawn
My life dissolves among the time
Without her here
Just come back to me
Come back home.
Blake Scalise copyright 2011

Blake and Brooke Scalise

Brought into the water
Never feeling more awake
How can we walk on top
If we’re too weak to stand?

Days become a blur
Every day has its pain
But its the comfort from above
Clouds at day, stars at night
We’re never alone.

It may seem to be an endless walk
We’ll get to a point
Our hope pays off
Determination to keep that dreary image
And attempt to walk on water
While we can barely even stand.

Something we couldn’t ever do alone.
Blake Scalise, April 12, 2012 – copyright 2012

About the Author: Blake Scalise, 17, is a junior in high school in St. Charles, Missouri. He and his sister Brooke, who passed in July 2009 (when Blake was 14), were only 18 months apart. Blake and Brooke were best friends and shared a unique special bond. One simply didn’t say Blake or see Blake without Brooke. From the moment of the tragic accident in Costa Rica, Blake felt the need to be strong and supportive for both his mother and father who were left fragile and broken after the loss. He continued on in school, as planned prior to the accident, enrolled in his freshman year in four honors classes. Eventually things caught up to him — Blake needed time to properly grieve on his own. He suffered Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) a year after Brooke passed. It took him over a year to work through this period of deep depression. He saw many dark days. Blake turned to writing as a healthy release for his emotions and often wrote poems to express himself. Over time, Blake has managed to get back to a healthy “new normal”. He recognizes he has to let his emotions out on occasion and simply cannot keep them bottled in. He has returned to his passions of hockey and paintball, has been motivated to find his first job and start working, and has a special, beautiful young friend that he now shares a special bond with and is able to talk to and share things that he would have before shared with Brooke. He has a vibrant 8 year old sister, Paige, that, although she is young now, loves to look after him in that “sisterly” way.