I am alone
I am torture
I am pain
I am a scar
Longer
Than I am wide
I am tiny
I am unmoving
But I am feeling
Everything.
And where are you?
You are home
Getting an update
That I lived.
I should still
Be inside you
Safe.
But instead I
Am cut open
While awake
While aware
Three times
In four months.
I want a do-over
I want grown-ups
Who gave a damn
Who were there
To comfort me
Who know
I am human.
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