Morbidly Ironic

Morbidly ironic
Profoundly apologetic 
To the body that has carried me
Despite the rigorous decrees 
I issued over you
Knowing the stress and restrictions followed were of my own volition 

Here I now kneel, begging the same body I so begrudgingly belittled and bullied 
The body that I starved and overworked
The body I intentionally cut and bruise and burn
The body with the walking death sentence

Now pleading for this same body to produce life

Have I asked too much 
Pushed the boundry of her capabilities 
Exceeded the capacity in her efforts of saving me

Why did I not value you
Take care of you
Love you like I should've 
I now know of your limitations
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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March 13, 2021 at 11:36 AM
How would you know? Most mothers would never give their child a glass of water containing 17 heaping teaspoons full of sugar, but do not hesitate to give their child a sodapop containing the same amount. A daily dose of that ruins your system before you have a chance to grow up! Aloha! Rico
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