The breathing mask.. it was like a mask that was permanently on there.. for taking it off would lead to.. death..
"Mommy.. it hurts.."
My little girls mouth open.. my little girls stitched up head from the surgery.. my little girls dying bed..
"I know honey.. just eat your desserts.."
Little girl breathing heavily, gasping for air as it was life or death..
"Mommy.. I don't know how much more I can take.."
Same tears stinging the same cheeks.
"Maybe your lungs just need a break.."
Little girl heaving and gasping.
"Mommy, mommy! It hurts so bad!!"
I am in pain I broke.
"Shut up your making mommy sad!!"
Little Detonia calming down scared.. Why was mommy being this way.
"Sorry for being bad.."
Mom crying.. tears flooding like those bad blood cells..
"No honey, I was just mad.."
YOU ARE READING
Wings
PoetryThis is about a little girl named.. Detonia, That was diagnosed with stage 3 brain cancer.. you will be able to be with her journey.
