April 4, 2016

A Full Circle

Then I bruised my forehead Rushed to the hospital For stitches that stung So terrible, I cried I was seven Now I shrieked In agony I lay More than a day To push a human out I was thirty one * Then I fell ill Missed an exam Sobbed at having lost My chance to a glorious future That, on my mind I had etched I was fifteen Now I worked Behind a desk Waiting for the two days I could forget what I did Often doubtful But still waiting It will all mean something One day I was twenty […]