A Letter To The One Who Wasn’t

 A letter to the one who never was


All I asked -

Within these walls my heart sits,

Waiting to start beating as

I was too afraid to ask you

-Was, draw me a smile.


In this pitch dark, 

You tortured me with lectures,

How I was so wrong and can never 

Be right. How was I supposed to 

See the light?  


How could I see the light 

I begged so much for?

Light to freeze this cold 

You've frozen me in for years.


I look at you and all I see,

Is the one who never was.

The one life presented me,

Who birthed me, then earthed me.

I would have saved you,


But, your heart needs to

Stop for mine to start.

I'm not a monster,

I just want to live…


©Jane Bliss




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