Question

Made a poem its a whole story told so short 🙏🏽

Answer 1

She was a girl
when the world ended early
sirens splitting the sky,
an accident that stole her mother
and the small heartbeat
of her baby brother.
Grief arrived before language,
and childhood left without goodbye.

Homes blurred into hallways,
names changed,
beds were never hers.
In places meant to protect,
she learned fear instead.
She was still a child
when she learned how to be careful,
how to be quiet,
how to endure.

She grew up faster than time allowed
waking siblings,
tying shoes with shaking hands,
becoming the shield
no one gave her.
Love made her strong,
and strength made her tired.

Then the family scattered
brothers and sisters sent away
like pieces of a broken picture.
She was left holding nothing
but guilt for surviving alone.

A new city swallowed her next,
streets she barely knew,
a school full of kind faces
that never saw the bruises
time leaves behind.
They said hello,
and she nodded,
carrying ghosts in her backpack.

Her grandmother was the last light
and then she was gone.
So the girl drowned herself in homework,
papers, deadlines,
anything to keep her head above water.
Work became breathing.
Exhaustion became normal.

She held herself together
for everyone else.
Because once, someone said
her sadness was contagious.
So she folded her pain smaller,
hid it behind effort,
behind perfect attendance,
behind “I’m fine.”

Teachers wondered
why her eyes never rested,
why her silence was so loud.
But no one asked
what waited for her at home
the empty rooms,
the memories that didn’t sleep,
the weight of being strong
when no one is watching.

Inside that house,
a girl is still learning
how to survive what she never deserved.
And every day she wakes up,
tries again,
and keeps going
not because she isn’t broken,
but because broken things
can still carry worlds.