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4.4k · Feb 2015
Infertility
Murielle Z Feb 2015
Every day, I work so hard
To save my money, for a future family
The time has now come to collect my prize
But it seems this month, fate forgot about me

A few years pass, and still no baby
I'm a patient one, but this is scaring me
To think that all these years, sweating and building
Were for nothing

Babies and babies around me
In parks, malls, and in the arms of my friends and family
Now I panic - could this be happening to me?

Bitterness creeps up on me
And hate for everyone who is happy
I always knew life was unfair
And my time has now come to pay the price

And all the indignation and despair
Are powerless and poisonous...
But to resign oneself is to give up!
And I'd rather let venom flow through my veins
And my screams of frustration burn everything with green fire
Until a child's smile will heal me as new
Or everything will turn to ashes

— The End —