Washout Poem by Myrtle Glo Oliquino

Why is it that amidst this sea of nourishment
I feel a bitter sting of rejection from you?
Tiny pangs of heartache within my tiny growing heart
Screams of the fact that you abhor the life I have.

I strongly feel your anger towards me heighten
Each moment that I know I am growing stronger
I swim in the ocean of your hatred and pain
At night when you toss and turn crying in your bed.

Mommy, should you have to let me die within you?
Won't you just let me hold on to your snuggling womb?
Why do I feel horror being jabbed towards me
When all I ever want is to feel your love?

I know you're ending my tiniest chance to live
But do hear me out now for I'm begging you please
Don't let me suffer from this mistake in your life
Else I'd just have to pay you visits in your dreams.