My Revival

I hear a whisper
But different from a whimper
It was familiar
I knew it was

I lay in my bed
Thinking of what happened
I remembered the pain, it was bad and it hurt
The Pain was gone

I remembered of my classmates
How they hated me
Bullied, Persecuted, Ignored and Beat me
I still held them dear

Through their hate
I proved my existence
Through their hate
I know I am alive

I lay in my bed but it is different
It is made of wood and satin silk
It was cold and I finally understood the whisper
''Why did you leave US?''

My eyes were shut
My body frozen and posed
My heart was beatless
I wanted to cry but was tearless

I was not in my bed
I was not in my room
I was not being cared for
Now I lay in my doom

I want now what I deserve
I want my Grace
I want my Acceptance and Love
I want my Revival