We enter. We exit.

We enter;
no breath
a pat, a hit
we scream with tears
placed upon a scale
weighted and marked
a bracelet slapped upon our wrists
snuggled close upon a chest
as our life starts.

We hear sounds
and see up close
slowly further out
the shadows
begin to take shape
and the voices we heard
begin to have faces.

Those faces wrinkle
and the voices
sting of stress
trying to keep us safe
fearing the loss
and as time moves
those faces kiss the dirt.

As our lives
collide with the walls
in place to allow life
growth
we smash within them
leaving the world
with one last breath
and eyes filled of tears
we exit.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina