My moody nature led me to believe
that it was for the best to not conceive
but looking back on selfish choices made
I never thought that they would actually leave
this embryonic swamp through which I wade
composed from every decomposing blade
which stabbed my wounded mind without reprieve
where lurking pangs of guilt have ever preyed.
Are You Reading Me?
2 comments:
Point well taken and well composed
Thanks my friend 😊
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