Untitled~ By Maria Janette Michaud

My life began when I was told it was gonna end on a hospital bed. My limbs felt like lead but were as delicate as glass. I was breathing through a tube hardly hearing my doctor through my blurred vision. I wanted to leave and just walk away from my sickness. I fought for my life with the will to live. I remember headaches from fearing to fall asleep. I didn't look at the time of day it was, I didn't wanna know how much time passed. I counted my breaths. Every minute was spent working for another day. I began to promise myself a future and promises to travel the world. I indulge with feeling good again even when the bad has taken over. I collected every moment in my life to see what have added up to this. Every love I ever had. Every love I didn't. All the moments I outstretched my arms and felt the wind blow through my clothing. All the nights I didn't sleep. So this where my lies began. I reached down to the child part of me that still believed in fairy- tales. I started to depend on the part of me that never grew up, that believed anything. So I convinced myself I could last forever.



Author Bio:
My name is Maria Janette Michaud I grew up in Middletown,Connecticut. I’m still learning about myself. I'm constantly changing, with my creativity stretching further everyday. Mostly my poems reflect from my imaginative stories, and character situations. I'm currently enrolled at Montserrat College of Art. I plan on majoring in art with a creative writing minor. I find an interest in art that can catch realism and I want to strengthen my artistic skills; while keeping writing apart of it. My writing also origins from my interest in writing for scripts for films. Growing up as a dyslexic writing was something that wasn't an easy task for me. I still choose to write till this today, because i’m proving to myself that I can overcome a challenge. I believe that everyone has a story to tell, whether it an entire book or just one page. This is me reaching out and telling mine.