THE ME THAT WAS NEVER BIRTHED

I looked so much forward to the time i would meet you, hold your hands while i call you mum.

I felt your beautiful soul from the womb, heard a voice that felt like love and i had this feeling greater than before.

I so was eager to feel your warmth, so many times i have thought about the intense way of your hugs.
I felt peace in the midst of my thoughts.... but you mommy didn't allow reality to come.

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I felt a sharp object pierce through my legs, the pains followed through my veins as my heart stopped for a while. I fought so hard until i swam afar, i yet didn't understand what just transpired.

It was yet your first attempt to tear me apart.
But i couldn't yet understand the reasons why.
I know i once heard you argue with father for he said he didn't want me near. You cried that night with all your strenght.

I waited so much, i craves for moments to show you how much my love wouldn't melt.

As we walked away from where you tried to take me off,  i kicked you weakly wanting you to feel the pains i felt as i whispered mum, i am here.
I could hear your voice, it sounded like you've been through a lot and didn't have energy to keep up.
But i was willing to keep us.
I felt your tears drop, i knew you've been through so much.

As the days passed, i grew weak. I knew you barely felt me. I yet scented the sweet sour smell of the balm you use to heal the aches.
But i tore my heart apart that i was the reason for the fight.

I was more bothered that you tried to take me off the place i ought to blossom.
It killed me that you didn't want me to come forth, i was designed to be your comfort.

For more days, you walked softly and i wondered why... would you soon take me off i asked?
My thoughts soon appeared without faults.

The next day i heard someone say take her off; i felt a pain triggered towards the edge of my forehead.
I felt pains but couldn't move.
I DIED THAT DAY.

As i was torn apart by scissors that pierced my heart.
I wanted to pull your womb out as the consquences of what you put me through.
I looked through as i was placed on a tray, i stared on the land i ought to flourish.
Mum, you didn't know i was meant to be the country's saviour.
It is already a crazy world, i was supposed to make a bit of sense.
I was suppose to heal you as i changed the world.
I began to breathe lastly as i was put in the bin for rats and and to feed on.
I looked back at all the moments the didn't become reality.
A destiny cut short.
The me that wasn't birthed made the world lose so much.