Teen Poetry #7 |
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CrAzI_bAbI_cHiKa Member
since 2003-07-16
Posts 248 |
Crumpled paper lined the floor, written words that did not fit. Broken pencils mocked my torment, As my newborn son sighed in his sleep. How do I tell his father that his life is changed forever? Nine months of deception leaves me in this darkened room alone. Nearly a year of sleepless nights and angst over my lost figure holds power over my mind, making it ever more impossible to concentrate. Can heaven's eyes see my terror, focus in on my pain? He stirs in his sleep, crying to be held. Cradling my son for the first time alone, my breaths short and shallow, I watch as He deepens himself into my chest, trusting me completely, never questioning his dependence upon his young mother. It wasn't until then that I knew what to write. 'My dearest love, we need to talk.' <3keryn |
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StarryEyed3 Member
since 2005-06-26
Posts 58bostonia |
wow, im not sure what to write about this one. i am blown away by all of the emotion in this that is so foreign to me. and also, i cant believe no one else has said anything. great write though, i think i need to go read it again "and i'll sit and wonder of every love that could have been |
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