Cries
Absent from the beginning
Not long after I exited the womb
Not present at the end when my home
Will become a tomb
A seed was planted but never fertilized
All in the meanwhile a piece of me dies
Unaddressed pain and anger leads to an
Early demise
Ears clogged with lies
A heart filled with juvenile cries
Creating faults to describe my indifference
Searching for answers of the non-specific
Visions of a figure with a face like mine
That I can’t even begin to recognize
Flashbacks begin to attack my brain unable
To breathe
My eyes can’t conceive what my mind
Tries to believe
A man leaves and doesn’t look back
A woman on her knees yelling every word
Please!
A child too young to understand slips into a
Sleep
Dreams of an much older man that she longs
To meet
Back to the reality of pain
Playing against sadness in a chess game
Checkmate; I won that session
Only to play the game and never know the true
Lesson
NOT A BURDEN BUT A BLESSING!!
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