Eating for two
She didn't have a youth.
She didn't have a romance.
She didn't have a job.
She didn't even have the radiant plumpness of a "bloom where you are planted" housewife.
That is why I had decided...
I will take from life.
For me, & for her.
Extract the very juice of life. For two.
For me, & not for a baby I carry, but for the woman who carried me.
That is why I cannot be
Everyone told me
That 'disturbed', 'anxiety', 'no purpose in life' are things I am telling myself.
I was still not able to pick myself up.
But if it reflects on my upbringing, then
Not picking myself up is no longer an option.
I LIVE for two.