All She Had To Do Was Speak

' i carried you for 3 months half a year all i you haves a sacrifice its what i deserve ' and what should i give? what gifts worth this life that i live can i speak honestly tell you all 3 are silently held captive ' tormented child what demon corrupts your thoughts' you call me a sinner then ask ' whats wrong ' well at 5 and when i was young id sit outside your door and cry silently, for fear of sound afraid of the monster that always came to play after school and touched in dreams. you couldnt comfort in too much pain. maybe ill get brave. dearest mother ill spit. our only connections genetic true love wont hurt her husband nor disregard the children who revolve around you and your imagination.