Day by day I grow closer to my death. I, with no story to tell. I, with no words to tell. I'm with trauma no one can understan. I'm with words no one will read. Slowly waiting for my death as my existence disappears.
My mother cries for a daughter she despised. My father screams in agony for a daughter he ignored. My sister holds on to me with words of apologies. My brother holding my hand tightly as I'm at a loss for words.
Never did I want an apology from my family. Never did I wish for pity from the people...