Each mistake was a choice
The snow gave me clarity
Deep, white, cold
I lay there
And I see each of them
Three relationships
Three lives
I chased each of them
Each mistake was a choice
The cold numbs my regret, sadness
Everything
And I know
I would repeat each choice
There is no peace in some lives
We repeat rather than learn
So I will lay in the snow
And have it hold me
til everything goes away
Who am I?
The question was
Who am I?
I am the child you carried
unwanted
I am your daughter
a burden
I am your mistake
a secret to hide
I am alive
a reminder til death
No
I am a force to be reckoned with
strong
I am passionate
intelligent
I am creative
tenacious
I am independent
brave
all this is
Who I am
Trapped
The milk is almost gone
The list is on the table
Bread, Eggs, Butter, Milk
The child is in the bed
Blankets over her
Staring
At nothing
At everything
Indifference owns her
I cannot leave
I don’t know what she might do
The knives are locked away
So are the pills
But I must stay
I cannot trust to even get the milk
Or take care of the list
I am trapped