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By Kase! Date: 2004 Mar 16 Comment on this Work [[2004.03.16.10.45.1360]] |
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You made me cry for the first time last night, I cried myself to sleep in the guest room. The room that we planned to fill with children. The doctors say "be glad you have a son already" my body has made the decision to have no more. My mind and heart can't do anything about it. The guest room, with it's gaudy purple walls, became a prison for me as I sentenced myself to the misery of never being able to give you a piece of yourself to share with the world. I'm barren and broken. What can I do? I can't give you flesh and blood and furfill your American dream. Now I wonder if I'll be replaced by the next pair of fertile hips that stray into your path. |