When it is too late!!
I heard the screams, all around me
I felt the movement, all around me
But the air.. it turned cold.
I went from seeing black dust to white clouds
The clouds were perfect almost like a utopia
I saw a figure walk past gold gates and that figure spoke to me
“come on in” are the words I heard and those words gave me a feeling of happiness
Something that I had been craving for 15 years..
I heard a long beep, all around me
I felt her hand rub my arm followed by a peck on my forehead
I know she felt it, the coldness of my body on her warm lips
She whispered in my ear “Rest in Peace my child” and a tear hit my forehead, slowly dripping down my face
I felt her observing the wound in my chest, the wound of much significance..
I remember sitting in class and my classmates isolated me because I was different
I was a mother at the age of 13...but according to everyone around me I was a sloppy one
But, nobody knew my story nor did they care to hear me..
So many questions I wanted to ask her but my lips were sealed and would not open
“Where were you when he was hitting me?”
“Where were you when he told me he loved me but gave me this baby?”
I wasn’t ready for one and you both knew it.. that was supposed to be your baby not mine.
I was supposed to be the sister not the mother..but it happened.
I tried, I tried, I tried..I called upon you and every time you looked at me as if I were nothing but now I guess I’m something, huh?
Tired of the teasing and the violence
Couldn’t walk into class without them staring at me
Mr. Johnson told me to ignore them but it got old
Tired of the mental abuse
I just wanted to be one, I wanted to be like them
I wanted to be accepted..
But now..it’s too late. My body is gone, my voice is gone, I’m gone..
I guess you hear me now, as my eyes are closed with my hands across my chest
When it’s too late...there is no turning back.