I’ve been hurt before 1, 2, 3 times maybe more.. Each time a little different, and more painful than the last. All caused by the same ghost who haunts me from my past.. They say the 3rd time is a charm but I never realized an entity could cause such harm.
As my belly begins to swell The apparition decided now is the time to drag me to hell. My unborn child is innocent, I cried Spare him and take me but the man he once was has died Only his spirit remains And all the things he eventually became.
What was once warm to the touch or sweet to the taste. Is now cold and bitter and wants to lay my soul to waste. I clench and cry for what grows in my abdomen as he greets and pays the lonely ferrymen. I pray to the gods, this can’t be real and if so Please give me the strength to survive yet another hellish ordeal.