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Liesl Mar 2018
A tiny pill, less than fingernail-size
Washed down with water each day.
You’d think nothing of it.
It’s just like clockwork.

It does its job.
You marvel at science
And you marvel at being a woman
Just how does your body do it?
You wonder each day.

Now there is less blood
But more bleeding
Less pain
But more suffering

As the months pass you start to realise something.
You’d rather tear out your own hair
Than tear out your own ******
You’d rather be drenched with blood
Than drenched with sadness and anger

Once a month you wish you were dead.
The pill laughs.
Once a month you cry yourself to sleep
Just because somebody looked at you funny.

This tiny tiny thing
Smaller than your fingernail
May be making it easier to be a woman
But it’s making it harder to be you.
I recently discovered that my contraceptive pill had messed with my hormones to the point where I had completely changed as a person. I was very anxious and low, and all because of a tiny pill that I'd put a lot of my faith in. This is my disjointed attempt at conveying the pain I endured.
Blossom Feb 2018
Falling in love, with you
Simple and easy to do
You're my little child
Giving reason to smile
For this Valentines one-for-two
Listened to my baby's heartbeat today, almost cried in happiness
ANGEL!
Angel of the dark,

My night is lone-ly
-and I'm distended,
still find me comely?
Our world's upended.

Such a pressure
pres-sure of pain
Where is Lion?
I miss his mane.

ANGEL!
Angel of the dark,

Spirit of night
holder of the mark.
Such a pressure
pressure of the pain.
Long dead my lion...
-no comfort-ting

ANGEL!
Angel of the dark,

ANGEL!
Angel of the dark,

Invite no pressure here
take away my pain.
Only a child soon
-only a name.

ANGEL!
Angel of the dark!

ANGEL!
Angel of the dark!

SPIRIT OF NIGHT
i l l u m i n t a t e d mark.
LONG DEAD MY LION
fall away my heart,

-still I have you angel...

MY ANGEL OF THE DARK!

-still I have you angel...

My Angel of the dark.
What is love? When the Woman of Revelations lies with the Beast is that not also love? When he leaves her to the wilderness after conception to carry their child to term, he abandons her; is that not love? For surely to walk around in public, woman with child, beast with hand, would that not invite destruction? Wonder how lonely and sad this woman, whom will affect the world in a way no woman ever will again, who carries such a burden, does it all alone; what is her swan song? The Devil is only with us because the Lord created him. Ever wonder why the Dragon would be waiting to consume his own child at birth? Would that not end the prophecy instead of fulfilling it? In ancient times, "dragon," was a synonym for, "king." Who might be considered the King of the World in modern times? Wouldn't that be The President of the United States? The so-called, "leader of the free world," head of the, "world's greatest christian nation?" Imagine the sadness of having the entire world seeking the death of your baby. Sacrificed to Moloch, a word which means, "King," and in the Middle East languages, "Angel." How ironic.
Blossom Jan 2018
Wow, for once
I've been left speechless
A little dot
Images of grey on the screen
Wow, its alive

Blob
A blob
My little baby blob

Wow
Taylor Jennica Jan 2018
The marks
that cover
the Place
that used to be
your Home . . .

Are by far,
the scars
that affect me the most.
I did not give you up, I gave you more.
Purse your lips,
I have a gift,
Open wide and savor sips,
A hurried propagation slips,
Through the gaps,
Between your hips

Describe the rhythm,
By your frown,
Moving face to face,
And down a path of absolution,
Keeping pace with dead-eyed dreams,
Forming tracks amongst contusions

Now it breathes a solemn sigh,
Merely an affront to cry,
Senselessly for all the world,
Out it shies, and "it's a girl",
Hide...
Piscean Dragon Jan 2018
He has always been Musical.
From the minute I heard his
Perfect
  Fast
    Rhythmic
      Heartbeat
I knew he’d inherit
My musicality.

He has always been active.
From the moment I felt him
   Flutter
The instant I felt him
    Kick
The second I felt him
      Sway
My entire stomach
I knew he’d inherit
My strength.

I have always loved him.
Since the evening I learned
He was here
He was  with me
He was      Part of me
I knew I’d been given
A gift.
Calling my son a gift is an understatement. He is a literal lifesaver. Thank you for giving me purpose and love, baby bear.
Kayla Nov 2017
She was just a girl
A girl who made a mistake
It came up negative
She thought she was fine
Forgetting about the mistake she made
2 weeks went on and it still hadn’t come
Worrying the negative should have been a positive.
She thought to herself what have I done
One appointment later she found out it was wrong
It was a positive what has she done
He told he used
He told her it was on
She trusted him but that lasted as long
if the life growing in her stomach
was just a mistake
mistakes can be erased
but erased it she did not
the life living inside her
was worth more than this
this life living inside her fixed her
more than he did
This is about my friend. She is dealing with the decision of keeping a life inside her, o r getting rid of her baby.
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