Long ago I recall Standing up tall Pulling myself up Then falling down Crying, wailing in pain Thundering footsteps come Later Taken away Then all is just gone Lost from memory
Eventually Strapping on the heavy boot Black fabric Velcro straps Comfortable, despite the injury Then came crutches Smiling despite my pain Showing I am not prey
Months of waiting Slowed down Pressing questions Too much fuss over something so small Leave me; Go care for thy self
"A little more time will do you good." Never in any extra second was it The torture 'twas Unable to do much of anything Merely there Observing everything Another world away Muzzle in a book
At last, the day came Freedom once again! Just awaiting the moment To run into the wilderness
- Emily M April 17th, 2019
In the summer between 3rd and 4th grade, I sprained my Achilles tendon. I don't remember what happened after I fell off of a bar at the 'Swim & Gym' summer camp. I do recall that later I had to wear a boot, and be on crutches. The crutches only lasted a couple of months, but the boot lasted for about 4 months. When I was almost in the clear, they added another month to keep the boot on. I read books in my spare time, and when I was healed all I could think about was running.
Following me Chilling my bones Sending ripples through my muscles Fear slowly injected into my veins
Running Shouting But none show None are there Only you
Panting Looking back Only to see you are lost In a forest so dark and unknown Stealing the light Not even doing so much As to put up a fight
Feather falls Bird unseen Cries into the void Echos returning Haunting
Fragile soul Yet ever so bold Stronger as it grows old Scrape away the mold To reveal the marvel within
But this mold Cracked and chipped Will it ever break of its prison? Will it ever glimpse a future Beyond this childhood?
Laughter Cries Wailing from the depths of the heart Only one of two emerges Taking the child in Arguments burst Continue For years...
Finally Break Separate Blame It overwhelms
Temporary stability Then the world quakes Your life shakes Then all is quiet Only for a little while
Yelling, shouting, Whilst I am hiding Trying so hard to escape it But you're too caught up In your terror and rage That you don't think of me Hiding in the dark Waiting for the sweet Yet haunting Sound of silence...