I am Mia

I am  brave and fragile


I wonder  what’s after this?

I hear  the monitor monitoring my heart rate

I see  the hole in my chest

I want to be freed from here

I am sharp at seeing all the hours pass by

 

I pretend like am not worried

I feel hurt and alone

I touch my wounds and cuts

I cry because am left with nothing

I am confused and hurt

 

I understand this has to be happing for a reason

I say “am okay” to myself everytime I wake up

I dream of being with my family again

I try not to remember the past

I hope I can just get out of this place

I am trapped and alone