Still Born
No sounds of laughter
No sounds of Joy
No glimmer of hope
Wondering if it is a girl or a boy
Slap! Don’t you dare make a sound
Slap! Don’t you cry
Slap! Lay still on the ground
My eyes were open
But I could not see
My mouth wide open
But I could make no sound
Still. I lay on the ground
Mother, I’m home. It’s me
Can’t you see?
Father, I’m home. It’s me
Can’t you tell?
See me again
Hear my voice
It’s still me but I’ve changed. I am sorry
This was not my choice
Author Statement
After my experience, although all in my head I felt like the person I once was died and a new one was born. All that anyone ever saw was this new replica of me carrying out a life of lies and not seeing the real me who died inside, the child that I once was.
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