Erin Connley


Prediagnosis - Poem by Erin Connley

Wide-eyed and young, they flirt with boys;

I worry about damnation.

Squeeze broken glass inside my palms,

And beg the Lord for mercy.



They hush me when I cry too loud-

Twenty milligrams, Lexapro.

I hide them underneath my tongue,

And beg the Lord for mercy.



She tells me “Pray to Jesus, child.”

But I wanted her to hold my hand,

And know the hell inside my head,

And beg with me for mercy.

Topic(s) of this poem: mental illness, mother and child , religion


Comments about Prediagnosis by Erin Connley

  • Fabrizio Frosini (11/2/2015 7:46:00 AM)


    poignant, yes, Kelly used the right term.. WELCOME AT POEM HUNTER, Erin - and keep on writing/posting
    Cheers
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  • Kelly Kurt (11/1/2015 11:55:00 PM)


    A poignant poem, Erin. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 1, 2015



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