A Poem: Violet

Violet

Faces, voices, hush.

Everything done in a rush.

I wanted to scream,

‘Get her out of me!

Please, save my baby!’

They thought they knew,

They nodded their heads.

My body wasn’t mine;

It was a rag dolls instead.

What they couldn’t see

Is that the life inside me

Was the life inside of me.

And there would be no point

In living if she wasn’t breathing.

And I couldn’t breathe.

It was taking so long.

She was kicking just now –

What could have gone wrong?

But then she screamed,

She screamed for us both.

And she breathed;

She breathed for us both.

She still does.

Written by Ella Patrick