Hollow Mummy

Hollow Mummy

A Poem by Ambra Celeste

Hollow Mummy

The aged cracks on grimy walls don't seem so bad 
My sole company from dawn to dusk
Amused by the artistic ramifications on the walls
If only I could climb out of this rusty cot‎ 
I wonder where the cracks run to
I wonder what's outside my ghostly bedroom
I am hungry
Where is my mummy?
Tumbling noises and laughs 
I think she is playing hide and seek with my new dad
I hear her angel voice 
She is coming
My legs can’t stay still
So excited to see her come in
For just a moment
I cuddle under her blond hair
I sense her smell
Too soon
I am back in my prison cell
With a cold bottle in my hand
I watch her close the door
She does not smile back
I grow anger 
I feel hurt
She is the only mummy I have
The only bond I know
Who else will teach me right from wrong?

© 2014 Ambra Celeste

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Oh there is nothing more sad to a child then a parent who is unloving… AA tragic tale that is too often a true story.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on July 31, 2014
Last Updated on July 31, 2014
Tags: : angel, anger, cell, dad, hurt, mum, prison


Ambra Celeste
Ambra Celeste

LONDON, United Kingdom

Ambra Celeste leaves Italy for London in hopes of following her passions and dreams. Upon arriving in London however, Ambra finds events that shape her life forever. In her new book, “Be Careful.. more..