Ten Months

by lisa marie   Jun 8, 2022

I swallow a bright orange bit of sympathy
As a tidal wave repeatedly floods my consciousness
My face pressed against cold tile
I watch the bright red fluid puddle around me
Clenched in my fist, a warm towel
It hardly subdues the wrath within

Inside, I’m on fire
I can barely hang on.
Almost unbearable,
the pill finally relaxes my womb

As I finally lay in bed
Eyes heavy and wet
Overwhelming stories play in my head

My callous throat tightens a bit more
So my mind is unable to speak
And my chest closes in on my delicate breath

My body nonchalantly keeps walking,
Hormones alive and well, lead the way
But I’m emotionally absent
My feelings are tired

The statistic I've become crumbles yet again
What’s another month to swallow?
When will I finally choke?


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  • 5 days ago

    by Skyfire

    Ahhh this speaks of so much pain to me. Sending love.

  • 3 weeks ago

    by ddavidd

    This is absolutely written beautifully my friend. The concept of one month extra, 9 +1 flees my comprehension, but I appreciate your poetical strength.
    Hi Lisa I hope you remember me. I remember you. You always were quiet type but I remember I was your friend and commenting your poems. Very nice to see you back my friend.

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