Unborn
written by: Embee Riley
You’re not even in existence
And I’ve already given up on you
Without any assistance
It’s the only thing for me to do
And I’m sorry
For not giving you a chance
As it tends to be in life
We’re all victims of circumstance
Depression and strife
I think I could’ve loved you endlessly
But in this moment
I must act realistically
Knowing if I can’t care for myself
Then I have no place
Caring for someone else
And I think it’s a curse
To try to make things right
But somehow only feel worse
I wish I could be strong enough to give you life
But I’m not
So instead I’ll cry myself to sleep tonight
And apologize
To the thing that has yet to be
That will be stripped from me
And Goddess
am I sorry
Embee Riley has been writing to process difficult emotions since a child. They have used this art to express their depression, grief, longing, and silver linings of hope. They emphasize the importance of genuine, raw emotion in everything they write with the intentions of reaching others who may be seeking to be seen. Writing is healing and they hope to heal alongside their writing community.
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