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My mother loved being pregnant with me
Because my dad wouldn’t beat her
While I grew and blossomed inside
But the verbal abuse he couldn’t keep behind his forked tongue
Thinking I couldn’t comprehend or hear
The insults came everyday, no matter the occasion
Trying to douse her fire, flicker her flame
Believe me I could feel it
The tears she shed rolled down her swollen belly
I could feel her heart beat differently
In twined in my umbilical cord was her spirit
Sustaining me
I suckled on that love
Until the day I left that protected place
And was handed to my dad
He was more than happy to sever the cord between my mom and I forever.
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