My body is in an eternal cave which will cool down after the volcano erupts.
My voice echoes inside of me to water the hollow in my throat.
My sex will be with me forever.
My bones will crumble.
I miss my Mum and Dad.
I miss my dog Sheba.
I miss not being able to talk to my family and friends.
I can’t communicate with anyone other than doing facilitated communication.
It hurts because I have so much to say.
It hurts because nobody knows what I really think and feel.
If I could talk, I could become so much more than I am.
Not talking allows me to sit back and watch others do things for me
like housework, cleaning and taking the rubbish out.
It allows me to meet new people like you and Ashleigh.
