I thought you loved me....(unheard cries of unborn souls)

Six months in,

Holding on to a cord,

Happily held in comforting waters,

Wrapped in my own sack-like world.

 

Six months,

I fed off your lies

That flowed to me with sweet glucose

To keep me alive;

That you must have loved me.

 

Six months

I waited to see the word.

Little did I know I caused you pain,

That my parasite-like existence

was a nuisance.

 

But six months still,

You held your breath

As the smell of food left a bad taste.

Surely you must have loved me.

 

Six months;

I cared not who my dad was

Or how I was got,

I lived, I hoped

That you held your belly

Lovingly, knowing

I was not just my father’s sin,

but also a part of you.

 

Six months,

I thrived in darkness

Hoping that your smile

Was the first sight I see

When I land.

 

Yet six months I grew,

Only to be thrown to the ground

Like a pile of dirt!

Me in pain,

That I never got to see you face;

And you in relief,

That I never saw the light of day.

 

Oh harsh life…

For six months, I thought you loved me!

Reviews

[Jack Isaac]

{first impresion} clear and fresh material everyone can relate to. Catches the eye and keeps the reader reading. Nicely done.