There it is. My favorite thing of all this,
Ah the feeling of pain is gone from before and new form entered me.
Laying here waiting for you to come home.
I open my eyes and see flashes of you and me from before you went.
You walk inside.
You call to me and wait for an answer.
You hear small light breaths coming from the bathroom.
Thinking it is me, you walk down the hall with a smile.
The kind that makes your knees go weak.
You walk in, oh god, is all you can think.
I'm trying to look up at you but I can't move.
A cold chill comes comes over me as you pick me up.
You say we are going to the hospital and that everything will be okay.
You rush me in.
Blood running down
The nursen rushes you to a bed so I can lay down.
I can hear you asking her something.
But I can't make the words out.
I feel something cold and wet touch me face then my arm.
I feel the ***** of a sharp object go in my right arm.
And a band-aid go around and around.
After I slept for two days they let you in.
I can move again and open my eyes.
You say that I got 76 stitches because the cuts were way to deep,
And that I almost died.
I pull off the band-aid and look.
I see I over 20 cuts and begin to cry.
You tell me its okay, and we will get some help.
About five years from now..
We have two to deal with ourselves.
A beautiful baby boy and baby girl?
Jake and Emma.
The scars are still there
Sometimes I wish I could go back..