I see you walk towards the door, mama. You have some bags. You seem like you're in such an awful hurry. I lift my little hands up to you, the person who I love most in the world, but you seem so distracted.
You tell me that you'll be back soon
The door closes.
I wait.
I distract myself with the few toys that you've left me. The TV is on Sesame Street as Elmo teaches me about love.
I see a beautiful leaf flutter outside the window. I can't wait to tell you about it.
It's been so long mama.
Where are you? My stomach is growling but the snacks you left have run out. I try to open the door but my little fingers don't yet have the dexterity.
I hope you bring blueberries home, You know they're my favorite.
I'm starting to get scared, mama my stomach hurts so much. I wish you were here to cuddle me and make me feel less alone. I whimper. I miss you.
I've made a mess, mama.
I'm so sorry, it was an accident.
The first time, I tried to hold it in but I couldn't. I hope you're not angry. I have nowhere else to go. I didn't know what else to do so I took my pants off and put them in the corner.
It's been so long, mama
Why haven't you come home yet? I'm screaming now, my tiny body wracked with sobs. I'm angry and confused. I don't understand why you left.
I'm terrified and alone.
I'm so tired, mama my lips are dry. my stomach is empty. my eyelids are heavy. I am inconsolable, but I'm too weak to even cry.
my heart is broken.
You were supposed to protect me.
It hurts so much.
I'm closing my eyes, mama.
I hope that the next time I open them You'll be there to tell me Everything is going to be alright
I still love you.
Goodbye mama.
This poem is born from a story I read awhile ago where a mother left her 16 month old child at home alone while she went on a vacation, during which time the child died of starvation and dehydration.
It made me absolutely livid reading about it, and thinking about how terrified the child must have been up until their final moments. The betrayal of that mother haunts me to this day.