thirteen

I can’t say for sure 

That I’ll make it home safe from this war

There were nights when no one came

13 years old confused in uncurable pain

I sleep in a bed so cold

And my story be told

My bones they ache for light

And my skin is clinging to them so tight

Mother, where’d you go

I’m alone I don’t know where’d you go

Healers have all failed me

And no one can see who I know me to be

Why can’t they see who I know me to be

When death is a gift from God

The clouds will part sunlight burn the fog

My gaze will turn from here

And finally love will cast away fear

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