In labor with the second
Breaking my heart
Even deeper than she was
How does it feel?
To believe your own lies
So disconnected, so detached
Hope you get what you’re looking
You think.. maybe this will fix everything
It won’t but you hold so tightly
thinking.. why is this so difficult
why do I feel the tides pull away
I gave my everything
still leeching
he so proud and pompous
somethings off
but you say
nothing
and sit quietly like the housewife
you’ve chosen to be
idle
