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The Worm Poem
A Certain Kind Of Death She was in love Their expression of it Was the perfection of it The way they shared What they had Was beyond compare Today is the culmination Of their dedication Today she is pregnant Overwhelmed Overjoyed Her heart sings Then the phone rings At the hospital Next to her dead husband How is this possible Why did this happen Grief stricken But not heartbroken She still had a piece of him She had to be strong For their child Even though he was gone She had to find a way To march on Pain and spot bleeding At the hospital again Getting ready for birthing No rhyme or reason For complication She took care of her body Took care of her baby Its two months too soon For the child to leave the womb Lacking strength and power It only lived an hour She could only scream She could only scream No strength to go through the motions She hasn’t seen family or friends Trying to find something within nothing left to give No reason to live Her mind is out of reasons she is dead inside Her memories fading away She’s doesn’t want to lose them Tries to hold on to them She racks her brain all day Trying to find a way To keep them fresh and vibrant It came to her at a convenience store A fisherman was buying some worms She saw them wiggling Saw them moving She bought all they had And took them home She knew she had gone mad But she didn’t want to be alone Lying in her bed Longing for the dead She put the worms in her womb And pretended her baby was alive Her days were filled with joy They were going to have a boy Her husband would stay home He could finally feel him kick and move His happiness was there only wish They would love and cherish Every moment of everyday The perfect family For everyone to envy She wasn’t alone anymore She didn’t have to cry She was no longer ripped and torn Her evenings were horrifying She wasn’t taking worms out She was reliving her baby dying She never once heard it crying Never got to hold it in her arms Failed to keep it from harm She was useless She was helpless She was hopeless She should have died too She should have kept him inside her Even if it had killed her She decided one day To keep her baby Decided not to let the doctors take it away She started to feel some pain She decided on a name She can barely move now She would keep David safe somehow She’s constantly bleeding and convulsing She can feel his life pulsating She gave birth before she died With the worms pouring out and of one thing there is no doubt There is a certain kind of death Waiting, for some of us
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