Silently Crushed

Silently Crushed

Dry tears.
Prisms full of nothing
Weightlessness that isn't there

You were told too clearly
By white coated men with straight faces
"No"

The pastel pink room
Full of comfy chairs and coffee cups
Caved in to swallow you whole

The nothingness grew

You always knew about it
Just never said a word

Three foot high with curled blonde hair
And bright blue eyes
Playing with an imaginary dog
Mother smiling behind - "It will be fine,
And the nurse hadn't noticed the bruises"

Just staring
Eyes as empty as life would be

Through the electric doors
A pregnant woman walks by