Where am I?
All I can see is light. In this place where everything is white and I could hear songs coming from nowhere.
Where am I?
This is not my world. I don’t live here. I knew all along where I was before I went to sleep.
Is this the place?
But I’m not supposed to be here. I want to go back. That’s where I belong though it’s too small and dark. The place where I could feel the warmth of life.
Life...
Now I remember. Everything is clear to me now. I know where I am now and I perfectly know why.
Do you know how much I love you? Yes, I have loved you even though you never give me a chance to see your face. I have dreamed of kissing you and to give you my warmest embrace. But now, everything seems to be broken.
If only you give me a chance, I could be a good daughter. I may be a small version of you. Your eyes would be like mine and your lips too. My nose will be similar as dad’s but still, I’ll look more like you. I can also be a cute little boy, the one every father dreamed. I will be a brave and loving son that a mother will be proud of and I will be with you always. I could be a better person if you only let me live.
All my days within you, I knew you were crying. I know you don’t want me but I really want to stay. I f nobody loves you, let me love you forever. But you never noticed what I feel. You let me leave without seeing the world I longed to see.
I thought I was safe inside you, I thought you’ll let me stay. But then in that place, I had my worst nightmare. I saw a hooked metal moving towards me. I’m afraid mama. I begged for mylife but you don’t listen to me. The thing got me and I started to bleed. First it torn my little hands, the hands that longed to touch your face. The excruciating pain made me scream. Little by little, it destroyed my being. I wished to stop the pain, to die at once and it did happen. Now , my body’s rotten on a garbage can.
Mama, have you ever loved me? If you’ll ask if I still feel the same after what you’ve done, yes I do. I will never stop loving you though you killed me. It’s just the body which is never complete. But then I believe that for what you’ve done, you will live in misery . You have sinned for murdering you own child, an innocent who’s worthy to live but not given a chance. Repent for it mama and never do it again.
This place where I am, I know it’s heaven. The place where all the babies like can be happy forever. Here, we can have more than the life on earth, for with God, we have eternity. This is my true home, where I’m safe and loved. A place where nightmare never exist.
Last Updated on Wednesday, 02 February 2011 07:30