Guilt
I see the way your
Grey eyes stare up at me,
Unfocused and innocent.
I can see my own features in
Your rounded face,
Your light brown hair.
As I hold you in my arms,
I feel nothing. Your
Father looks at me
Expectantly, but
I can't find the words
To answer.
I simply hand you
Back to him,
A blank expression
Upon my face.
I may have carried
You for nine months,
But my heart still
Longs for the daughter
I lost four months ago…
You're just a reminder
Of her. Every time I
Look at you, its
Like I've lost her all
Over again. I can't find
It in me to be sorry,
Even though I know that
I should be. So here I sit,
Watching you watch me
As I plan to tie a rope
To the rafters and
Let the darkness take me.
