Silently Crushed
By icklestrawberryice
Tue, 28 Sep 2004    
    - 329 reads
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
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