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An emotional poem i wrote on a whim

Mommy, what’s wrong?
Today you don’t feel right.
I detest this room I’m in
It denies me my sight
And so, as such
I cannot see
What’s hurting you
And is in turn hurting me.

I can hear the man speaking
But I don’t know the words.
They’re not like your voice,
Like the soft twitter of birds.
What he says scares me
Though I don’t understand.
What’s this word mean,
I think it’s “unplanned”?

Where are we going, mom
It feels kind of bad.
You’ve held me for so long
And never been so sad.
You’re scaring me, mommy,
What’s going on?
Yes I am kicking
See, I’ve got strong?

Why must you cry, mom
It makes me upset.
Is it something I’ve done?
I’ll repay that debt.
I love you too, mommy
Hear my words, feel my hand.
I’m hurting now, mommy
You’re womb feels like sand.

There’s something wrong, mommy
I no longer can feel.
My body’s gone numb
From my head to my heel.
Why must you sob, mom,
And why must you screa…
I’ve figured it out, mom,
You’re gonna kill me…