*Oh little one you were created to live
not knowing the pain of
rejection
humiliation
misunderstanding
would come upon you.
You were soft in your mother’s womb
growing and feeling safe
waiting for the moment
to know the one who carried you
and thinking of all the things you would be someday.
But as the merciless poison filled your
warm world
the pain of
rejection
humiliation
misunderstanding
filled your mind
And no one heard you saying, but
“I want to live”
“I want to live”
You were discarded in the dump ground
of others just like you
who cried just like you
who hoped just like you
Oh little one you were created to live.*
Allison Ashton
Nov 9, 2011
Nov 9, 2011 at 10:37 PM UTC
*Oh little one you were created to live
not knowing the pain of
rejection
humiliation
misunderstanding
would come upon you.
You were soft in your mother’s womb
growing and feeling safe
waiting for the moment
to know the one who carried you
and thinking of all the things you would be someday.
But as the merciless poison filled your
warm world
the pain of
rejection
humiliation
misunderstanding
filled your mind
And no one heard you saying, but
“I want to live”
“I want to live”
You were discarded in the dump ground
of others just like you
who cried just like you
who hoped just like you
Oh little one you were created to live.*
Allison Ashton
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