The Road of My Life

Picture this 

Harsh light, darkened hope

Death just missed

Somehow we cope

The nurse coos

Machines hum, needles prick

Sisters cries, turning blue 

Memories take me on a trip 

Don’t be scared 

We toughed it out 

Milestones shared 

State to state we traveled about 

My heart is strong 

I’m trying to speak 

Must be something wrong 

My body is weak 

Other kids learn together 

Friends play in groups 

Teachers expectations keep me tethered 

I’m jumping through hoops 

“Sit still look at me

Try harder to listen”

My mind begs to be free 

Talking is my mission 

Slivers of hope 

Mom doing it all 

Outside of her scope 

Tears sometimes fall 

It doesn’t take too long 

To give up on faith 

They think I don’t belong 

I’m just taking up space 

Back in the hospital now

This time for mom 

She’s sick and I don’t get how 

My heart feels like a bomb 

They’re trying to save her

Time is ticking down 

The doctors aren’t sure

Wish it was me in a gown 

Others don’t know the way I feel 

I can’t say that I’m sad 

To them my understandings not real 

It makes me so mad 

The heavens sent a thought

He knows how to spell

Communication can be taught 

“No way in hell” 

Letter by letter

Giving it my all 

Slowly getting better 

Hope is standing tall 

Talking through a board

Showing who I am 

Making friends galore

It so happens that I can  

Life is a winding road

Fifteen years of hope 

Finally the road glows 

Next chapter will be dope 

Ethan's Epic Entries

My name is Ethan and I'm nonspeaking. Having apraxia means my body doesn't always look like everyone else's. It doesn't mean I am not in here. Hard times have led me to always lean into the small beauties of the universe, such as poetry and music. My idea to create this collection of poems doesn't come easily. Written literally letter by painstaking letter, every word carefully crafted with a complex process to breach the silence. Poetry rises to this same occasion, to breach the silence of the harshness of today's world. Love will conquer all things to save people from this reality. To anyone reading this, you are special and my heart loves you so much. These are my poems for you. 

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