I Was a Dragon

I was a dragon in my mother’s womb

A fire-breathing, reptilian, slimy, scaled thing

Destined to bring chaos

I was a dragon in my mother’s womb

My claws lodged in the base of her spine

My wings trapped between the plates

Her womb set ablaze

I was the burning, the passion

I was the beast in my mother’s womb

Fire-breathing, back-breaking, body-butchering, obliterating her heart beat by beat

She had to set me free

She screamed and pushed and cried

I cried and fought and screamed

Her body breaking

My tendons snapping

My wings being stripped away

My claws being torn from my flesh

I was a dragon in my mother’s womb

A reptilian, slimy, scaled specimen seething, screeching, shattering, searing, scarring the flesh of my mother’s womb

My claws stuck in her spine, my wings shackled to the plates

She forced me out and I slipped her spine out of place

I was a beast in my mother’s womb

I broke my mother’s womb

My claws still rooted in her base

My wings trapped, still fluttering between her plates

I was a dragon in my mother’s womb

But I was born a girl

I came into this world with not a tear in my eye but a word on my tongue

I was babbling, babbling, babbling

Over and over and over

“Cold,            cold,               cold”

I was a beast in my mother’s womb

But I was born a baby girl too soft for this world

I was tripping over bras

Getting tangled up in bloodstained sheets

I watched my mother get battered and bruised

She had no backbone, I was her backbone

I broke her backbone

I was a dragon in my mother’s womb

I could feel the flames building

But I was told to keep my anger at bay

So I swallowed it down with a bitter taste

And used my mother’s blood to put out the flames

I was a dragon in my mother’s womb

My claws and wings were stripped away

Yet there is still a hint of inferno in my lungs

Enough to kill with one breath

But I was too afraid to breathe

My mother gave birth to rage

I suppress it but I can still feel the hairs on my neck bristle in… was it anger or fear?

“Cold,                  cold,                      cold”

I was too soft for this world

A living grave for my molted remains

I just sat there

Too afraid to move

Watched my mother’s bones shatter ‘til only dust remained

I watched the dust settle