When I sense danger,
I just roll up into a ball.
I stay curled up
until
it passes and carefully
I stretch out and crawl on
although I wish I were
invisible.
We were in my room when
his
phone rang.
‘It's her.'
He sat beside the window
and said,
‘Don’t make a sound.
If she found out that I’m
with you,
she’d kill me.’
I was left at the corner,
holding onto my knees
tightly
with my eyes fixed on the
scars
while he answered to her gently,
begging her not to hang up.
My warm breath on my knees,
too loud to hear him whisper
and surrender to her.
When I sense danger,
all I do is to hide like
a turtle retreating to its
shell.
Under the shield,
I patiently wait for it to
pass,
while being poked
and kicked around.
I am still here
although I wish I were
invisible.
I popped my head up to see
whether he would notice me
but my subtle rustle made
him
give me his piercing hawk
eyes
and his index finger
brandished
in front of his mouth,
barring my sound of being.
I was silenced in my room
like when a father scolds
his child.
I appear like a stone
even when I’m not that
tough,
so that I won't show my
weakness
and squirm like a baby,
although I wish I were
invisible.
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