Can I?                                                         (Updated)

Her blue shirt sitting on the ribbons of her silver chair

Her hands thrown up high as her hair gets intertwined

Her necklace floating behind her long neck

She’s moving lower and lower

The forever moving stairs

My long limbs exerted the force to get the chair in motion
My task is now complete
As she on the path toward her given caregiver. 

Did I push strong enough? 

Did I give her all I could? 

The hairs on my arm straighten up. 

Racing to the entryway to watch from above. 

She’s getting to end.

Her legs are forever still. 

Her smile illuminated by 

The glittering fluorescence light above.

The counselor waiting below 

With a posture

So comfortable, as if 

The child was birthed from her own womb. 

All that’s left at the last step 

Is her 

Wheelchair.

Her body thrown like a spiral sprinting out of an old couch.

Her face covered with repulsion toward me.

The reflection in the wheelchair

Turns the darkest shade of 

Red.

Did I push too strong?
Did I give her all I could?

Can I?                                                         (Original)

Her blue shirt sitting on the ribbons of her silver chair

Her hands thrown up high as her hair gets intertwined

Her necklace floating behind her long neck

She’s moving lower and lower

The forever moving stairs

My long limbs exerted the force to get the chair in motion

Did I push strong enough?

Did I give her all I could?

The hairs on my arm straighten up.

Racing to the balcony to watch from above.

She’s getting to end.

Her legs are forever still.

Her smile illuminated by

The glittering chandelier above

The counselor waiting below

With a posture

So comfortable, as if

The child was birthed from her own womb.

All that’s left at the last step

Is her

Wheelchair

Her body thrown like a spiral sprinting out of an old couch

Her face covered with repulsion toward me

The reflection in the wheelchair

Turns the darkest shade of

Red.

Did I push too strong?
Did I give her all I could?

My Brother is Coming                 (Updated)         

The warm drops stream down my face,

As if the most horrific stabbing has been endured.

I can still hear the echoes bounce 

Off the walls of the room which separates me from 

Those who’s DNA to me is most similar. 

It is the cooking in the next room 

That keeps my heartbeat level elevated.

The continuous noise of laughter and kisses

Creates the irony of events outside my personal four- walled shelter. 

After the sounds of the enclosed fists

Pounding on the cedar wood begins to end 

I allow the oxygen to go smoothly down my lungs once again.

"Your going to be a big sister again."
The green monster within
about to expel the fire in his throat.
My fingers quivering with the roaring anger.

My parental figures
unlock the gold key hole from outside.
My breath stabilizes.

My body allows the steams of congratulations to enter 

As my brain becomes numb from the confusion of my erratic movements.

My Brother is Coming                 (Original)         

The warm drops streamed down my face,

As if the most horrific crime was being committed.

I can still hear the echoes bouncing

Off the walls of the room separating me from

Those people who’s blood to me is most similar.

It is the cooking in the next room

That keeps my heartbeat level elevated.

The continuous sounds of laughter and kisses

Creates the irony of events outside my personal four- walled shelter.

After the sounds of the enclosed fists

Pounding across my rigid wood begins to end

I allow the oxygen go smoothly down my lungs once again.

My body allows the steams of congratulations to enter

As my brain becomes numb from the confusion of my body’s reaction.