By ZoE (((((Tori_cakes@hotmail.com)))))
Date: 12 July 1999

Sunday

I am drowning in pain
in his eyes
that day
I felt the miles
I felt him let go
and I was dying slowly
pregnancy tests
little girl with the B_I_G breasts
this love
held my hand when i wanted to die
marking the streets with my baby's lips
in my dreams she was just a face
in my body she was a fetus with no time to breathe
a magical being that couldn't stay
he was feeling her kick
i was smoking a cigarette
(feeling guilty about hurting my little fetus with a name)
wanting him to fix me
to make her go away
i love her
can't take her on
he doesn't want me to fall apart