And I saw you, in a tangle of tubes, glistening with ointments and gels, looking away from all the people "doing things" to you.
Mommy? Your face cried. I want her! That warm, soft, loving place I was just forced out of.
I was going to come out, I swear. I was just building my strength, and preparing my way.
But then, it was decided for me.
I was scared! I still am. I want my mommy! What happened? Was I bad? Why can't you hold me, and tell me it is all ok? Is my daddy there? Where are all my voices, the sounds that comforted me? I feel so alone, and I want my people. Don't let them take me away! Mommy! Where am I going?
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