Take a Bow.
Mom always said I was a star.
Blooming beneath the bright, lime light.
The center stage is where I lived.
Dancing in a fishbowl at night.
When I found I was stuck between
a rock and hard place—no, rephrase.
Betwix cement and a hot place.
Take last flight, or end in a blaze?
My choice was not so hard to make.
That blackened smoke was much too dense.
A Diva in a skyscraper,
perform without an audience?!
I stand atop the window ledge
and look upon my spectators.
Act three, last scene in this drama
includes me leaping fourteen floors.
The crowd cheers and calls out my name.
I Soar beneath the soft moonlight.
Just like the star I've always been!
Chin up, smile big, and take a--...
Wishes.
Penny for you.
Penny for me.
Into the well,
Our wishes fell.
A star for you.
A star for me.
Across the sky,
Our wishes fly.
Ever for you.
Never for me.
On coin and star
Our wishes are.
A wish for you.
A wish from me.
That you would be
In love with me.
#love #wish #shootingstar #wishingwell #hopeanddreams #inthefriendzone
The Good She Did.
The only good she did, was hold my babies.
A warm, rich embrace for nine months.
Supplying their every need,
until they were taken from her grasp.
When she was not preoccupied,
her focus would shift.
Shrieking, tearing, and scarring.
Leaving a bleeding cripple—that hag!
I cut her out—out of my life.
Focused only on escape.
Scraping, burning, and slashing her out.
Leaving no trace behind—steril.
Heavy emptiness fills her spot.
A cold, barren black-hole.
Nothing there to cradle or protect budding life.
Because the good she did, was hold my babies.
#Endometriosis #Adenomyosis #Hysterectomy #Pain #Surgery #Bittersweet #Pregnancy #Healing #Health #ThatHag #Steril #Barren