These wounds still bleed
Are they deeper than those before?
Pale white skin
Peeking from under the surface
Never before having seen light
Where are my protectors?
You say you care
Yet you forget
No call
No hug
No love to speak of
Am I so easily forgotten?
All I have
Sharp biting steel
Medication that never seems enough
Cry inwardly
No one sees
How truly and deeply I am cut
Unknown "Kissy-face!" Tired
- 16 years, 10 months, 13 days ago
The cutest of the cute, these baby ducks are often spotted in the spring following closely behind their mother. As a duckling you will grow up quickly, becoming one of the adult ducks seen commonly in ponds and streams. Playful and timid, charming and vulnerable, ducklings are nature's very definition of innocence.
