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A Poem by Airila

This is what I was afraid of. This moment, here, alone, in the dark, no one to turn to.
This is why I suffer the stresses of family instability. Emotionally bankrupt, physically numbed
No more words to express what pains torment my very soul
I try to cry but no tears fall, I try to scream but no sounds pass my lips
I sit here...crouched in a corner...wondering why me? Why my family?
What did I do to make the gods lash out at my family. My relatives
Why must my mother cry tears of the inevitable
There's no avoiding it..
Why do we all have to walk on eggshells in this house because we're afraid of the future?
I hate to say this but the end is coming...for both of us
But she won't suffer anymore...
I wish I could take her pain away into myself and make her better again
GIVE ME THE BRAIN CANCER!!
GIVE ME THE FRACTURED HIP!!
GIVE ME HER PAIN!!
GIVE ME HER SUFFERING!!
GIVE ME HER DEATH!!
LET HER LIVE ON!!
Please just let us trade places for once!!
Just....sigh

© 2010 Airila


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Airila
Airila

Kingston, Jamaica



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