Travails of a preemie
I came early into this world
Couldn’t stand the convenience of my mother’s womb
A cradle once homely and safe
Became a place of torture and distress
Dilemma came upon me
What’s next to do
I’m in no rush
To come into this world
Tales have been heard
And I’ve decided to spend
My exact days here
Fully prepared
Ready for what
the world has to offer me
Nature won’t let me
Cruel hands of mother nature!
Why?
What did I do to deserve
All these sufferings
I’m barely prepared
I’m barely formed
How do I cope?
Forced to live in hardship
So early in my life
I’m just 24 weeks
I need more time
Time has turned
it’s deaf ears on me.
He doesn’t even look at me anymore
He detests me.
Here I lie
In a make shift home
With people I can’t see,
so much hustling and bustling around
Intervals upon intervals.
Someone comes and sticks in needles
in my feeble limbs.
Tears fail me
Because I have no strength to cry.
I barely can breathe
Days after days
Things gets passed through my veins
At a point,
A bright light shone on me for days
I can’t comprehend this
Why did I come so early to this world
Why!
Can anybody hear me
I need answers !!!!
Estée
