Cursed from birth was she
The moment her fragile body was expelled from her mother's wound
And carried away at haste
To be examined and diagnosed
While the mother cried for her child
And she cried back
But every gasp between cries
Caused her excrusiating pain
Her bones were breaking
Her tiny muscles aching
She desperately needed her mother
But the doctors wouldn't allow it
After placing her in a nurse's care
The doctor spoke to her mother
And the mother wept for her child
Cursing this burden that was bestowed upon them
Asking the world "why?"
Even though the mother knew there was no answer
The mother learned that the diagnosis was not good
That she, her daughter, might not make it through the night
She just was not strong enough
Couldn't grasp tight enough onto life to hang on
But the mother was soon to find something out
That doctors aren't always right
She survived that night
And many more after
She grew, but not to her satisfaction
She survived, but not to her liking
She lived, and breathed, and spoke, and thought
But anything physical, she was incapable of
Now she's a teenager
Fighting to survive in the world around her
Not physically, but emotionally
For the world is a cruel and cold place
She's no longer sick and fragile
She's headstrong, but losing her will to live
Everything in this world reminds her
Reminds her of how abnormal she really is
She's missing out on so much
This girl has never been able to walk
And never will be able to in the future
For her entire life, she will be confined to a wheelchair
People around her make her sick
Her friends, her family, all of society
They take for granted all the simple things
Like being able to stand on their own two feet
When she's confined to the same four wheels
They don't understand how lucky they truly are
That girl beat the odds
And has survived to write this poem
Although, sometimes she wishes the odds had beat her
And she had succumbed to death the first night of her life
Then she wouldn't have known what she was missing out on
She wouldn't have known how her life should've been
She's alive today
And will survive as long as her will will let her
But untill the day she breaks and dies
She shares her life with other people
Showing them how lucky they are
Showing them, no matter what, your life can always be worse |
Submission Name: Cursed From Birth
