Trigger Warning: This post touches on themes of suicide and loss. Please stop reading if you're not comfortable with this topic.

I can only imagine
The pain your mother felt
When she saw you
Her beautiful baby girl
With porcelain skin
Now a young lady
Whom she knew and loved
since she felt you flutter in her womb
The many nights spent cuddling you
At her breasts
Are just memories now

I can only imagine
The pain your father felt
When he saw you
His beautiful princess
With long dark hair
He remembers your first twirl in a dress
And his displeasure at your manicure
The many butterfly kisses
Are just memories now

Never will he walk you down the aisle
And entrust you to another
Never will she carry your child
And share your tears of motherhood

I can only imagine the pain they felt
When they saw you leaving the room
Their beautiful daughter in her lifeless form
How will they face your empty room
That still smells of you
I wish it could have been different
For you.

A poem written after I saw a case of attempted suicide in a teenager. She had lost consciousness and I still remember her fair skin and manicured toenails after all these years.

Shin Ying is a mommy of two teenage children who is still trying to figure herself out. She works as an emergency physician and medical educator at Changi General Hospital. Most of the time though , she is dreaming of what to paint and read next . You can check her doodles out at #life_with_an_artitude on Instagram.