by Brandie Lorenzen
Do me a favor and
Close your eyes.
Now open your eyes.
What you see is not
Life, but not death either.
What you see is
Like being submerged in dark water;
Whilst being tossed and
Turned in that water,
You’re unaware,
You aren’t sure if
You are drowning or
Perhaps falling.
Suddenly,
In this colorless,
Darkened world,
Where you float in
Nonexistent form,
There is a small
Spark of light in the distance;
Your lifeless form floats forward,
Unable to escape from this sentence.
Thought does not exist in the
Mind of an embryo.
Don’t leave,
No, you are much than just a thing.
You are a peapod,
The literal shape of
A microorganism.
So small, I am unsure of
Why I tear up at the thought
Of losing you.
You don’t know the outside world,
And it’s me who doesn’t want you here,
And I refuse to let him know you need to leave.
Alas, I know if I hold for too long,
You may slip away,
And I may stand and be filled with more
Guilt and anguish than I can handle.
And put to death is my new fate in this world.
The world is ruled by men who don’t
Know my only will is to keep you safe
From those who for certain do not want you.
They don’t know the chemistry,
The passion, nor do they know the weight
That is carried in the heart of a woman
Who bears a child through the worst of conditions;
O! Goodbye, Embry,
You need to know,
I love you, and
I tried to protect all what was left
Of my womanhood and your
Unreasonable childhood.
O! Goodbye, Embry.