Submissions by Belladonna-Dreams

At the birth of our being, I saw you at the table,
Raw, natural...  Facadè unashamedly stripped.
You held on so tightly while your eyes leaked.
"Beautiful angel you cling to me...
But where is she?  Where is she?"  

She laid bare in her soul, on the table.
Warm unconsciousness enveloping her existence.
Never being the same again, yet always.  Always.
"Beautiful angel you cling to me...
But where is she?  Where is she?"  

She's fed with love only motherhood can bring.
Nurtured in knowledge, suffocated in "why?" ...

The telephone rings, unexpected ugliness,
I am not prepared.
My soul absorbs all you give;
cool dark anger, the injustice...
I wonder how it came to be,
when "I love you" became "well, fuck you".
The discontentment with vice-like grip,
one simple word can change everything.  

Your mother, your father, I am clearly not.  
I signed up for happiness.
Instead the unwanted gift of resentment,
forgotten pain, someone else's crime.
Like an acid bath it washes over me,
yet devours...  Little by little.
The...