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My Girl

how could my girl leave this earth?
without her mama
to protect her from the monsters
to sing her lullabies   
to love her without limits
what will I do when she's gone?
 
the monitor beeps become farther apart
her chest still moves but only slightly
dark cancer liquid slowly drips from her body
the moment has come ? she is leaving
 
there is nothing I can do  
absolutely nothing
except cry and curse God’s name
 
how could she be going first?
I was always ready
not my girl
just ten years of age
she has a life to live
I lived already
 
if she dies
I die with her
life is a march to death without her
 
the next minutes are living hell  
the machines shut down
the motorized humming subsides  
just me and her
well, the corpse of my girl
I hold her limp hands
mine trembling in hers
and whisper “mama loves you”






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