Painful Wish

A young girl, age twelve, her eyes red and swollen,

She sits cross-legged on the edge of the field,
Staring into the small creek before her.
Twelve years old, and she knows the dread of an angry mother,
She knows the pain of a fist.

Her face tear-stained and bleeding,
She tightly grips a piece of paper in her delicate hands,
Her eyes shut tight, holding the paper as if it’s the last thing she has.
She begins rocking back and forth, whispering a single wish over and over,
As if the harder she rocks, the more it might come true.

She slowly opens her eyes, leans toward the creek,
And places the paper into the water.
“Take me away, I want to be happy, take me away.”
The paper drifts downstream, the scribbled words fading,
Carried by the current, her wish dissolving with the flow.

Reviews

[Karmee]

I feel the emotions you have written....

[Chris]

Reality mirrored images... the words captured other events witnessed... life as we survive it.

[Relic]

When we can't find the answers inside we look to some higher power. Despite some grammar issues, I could see everything you said in my mind. Sorry to see no one has reviewed this being it's so good.