Mother
Weeping among her child
shaking my entire being
until my body screams out in pain
begging her to let go

Grandmother
silently sobbing in the corner
this hurts worse than my aching body
please don't cry Nani
this brings a new wave of pain

Child
in this cold sterile room
all I can smell is the sweetened scent of lemon disinfectant
I only want to go home
want to bury my head in my comforting pillow
want to never wake up
the doctor says I'm lucky
that I will survive
I beg to differ
I am not lucky
so many needles
so many tubes
the plastic is sticky and alien against my tender flesh
yet, I cannot take it back
the moment I forced the bottle of chalky white pills down my throat
the moment I secured my own fears
I try to speak
but the words will not leave my quivering lips
just please let them know...
"I'm so sorry."