A Poetry for World Suicide Prevention Day (Sept. 10)
The Lost Child
The sound of a scream as she opened her eyes.
The movement of the ground was instantly felt.
The place is too dark as she grasped for the light.
A lost child suddenly appears in the dead of the night.
She asked what happened? Why they are all alone?
No neighbors to ask, no one to hold.
The child speaks saying he can’t believe
The moment he woke up, he’s walking alone.
She asked his name and he said he is john.
She nods and say,
“Don’t worry i will bring you back home.”
The boy replied “you are my home.”
Confused by the words but the tears in his eyes
gave her a message she can’t deny,
As the boy hold her hand and showed her wrists,
the blood is gushing, from the cut she didn’t miss,
It is only then that she felt the pain
when the child start saying
” I asked HIM to make me, a part of this world,
But how can it be , if my mom isn’t home”
Years had passed as she speaks on the floor
to all those who are lost and almost took their own course.
She found the truth that life is a cord
that binds not one , but all.
As she leaves the hallway, she was greeted by a friend,
who gave his gift for her son John’s first birthday.
** when you think that your life has no purpose, a twist of event will teach you it ain’t so.”
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