November 8, 2011
By , Glendale, AZ
Hush, hush baby.
You grab the bottle.
Spill its contents,
Then count what’s inside.
Swallow them whole
In one big gulp.
Take your last drink
And fall asleep.

In your dreams
Everything is perfect.
Your family loves you,
No more beatings,
No more bleeding.
You have no bruises
No more scars,
No more wounds.

Hush, Hush baby.
You think your dead.
Your stomachs heaving,
Your lungs still breathing,
Hearts still beating.
Someone loves you,
Someone saved you.
You whisper Thank you

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