9 Months
Nine months it took you to
Make me, but I wasn't ready
To be subjected to you breaking
Me. Nine months during that
Storm is when god made me
When I seen the light for the
First time I was finally free.
The love I experienced the voices
Sound familiar didn't know three
Months later you found a new
Familiar. Didn't know that needle
Meant the world to you I thought
Nine months meant everything
To you.
I thought I was special
Enough to defeat your demons
I thought you gave me life for
A whole new reason. I thought
Love conquer all, but where was
My safe place, I thought your
Suppose to be my saving grace?
Nine months it took you to
Carry me, why must i feel alone,
I couldn't even imagine growing
Up trying to find love on my own.
That needle had true meaning
But you promised me you would
return home waiting for
You. This is the beginning how
I knew I will always be alone.
I looked up to you and thought
You were my whole world but
You looked down through me
And whispered you were actually
Second to my other world.
Copyright © Autumn Scruggs | Year Posted 2020
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