Erianna Gilliam
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Experiencing freedom through writing.
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Barren
I looked out the window and watched the rain hit the glass slowly. The sky was crying an ugly cry. The kind of cry I needed to release. My heart was heavy with the news I had just received. Earlier today my doctor told me I was infertile. I sat in the chair just staring back at her as if she couldn’t see me. She started explaining prodcedures, going over my lab reports and discussing infertility treatment but I was already in another place. I couldn’t let the tears leave my eyes for some reason. My face was just still. My jaws locked and I couldn’t speak. I honestly didn’t know if I was breathing anymore, I was certain she could see my blank stare. Physically I was there, but mentally I wasn’t sure I was comprehending. It was only after 10 minutes and her repeatedly saying my name, that I got up and left the room.
By Erianna Gilliam4 years ago in Families
A Free Prisoner
I’ve been here a while. Is someone coming to get me? When will the light show itself again? Do I only deserve the darkness? This dark cloud follows me around like my shadow but there is still no light. At least it doesn’t rain all the time. Just when the clouds get heavy, when the weight is to much. I am here. I haven’t left. I haven’t escaped. I see keys to the gate. No guards. No resistance. It is me. I am the resistance. I am the weapon formed against me. I feel the burning sensation to run but where? I live in this enclosed space. Just four corners. Just darkness. I see the world, but the world doesn’t see me. The world doesn’t need me but I still exist. I still use its oxygen. I could end it all, but I keep coming back to the beginning.
By Erianna Gilliam4 years ago in Confessions
