(A/N) Mm hmmm.
She shushes him
Urgency in her touch
Shaky hands, glassy eyes
She's sick.
There's a fever and it's catching.
Poverty
Dirty
Never loved me
Inescapable stigmas
There's a fever and it's catching.
She says,
"Oh Baby, but I loved you. Even as you starved.
And my God, did I hate it.
I know it went to far.
But there's a fever and it's catching."
One destitute woman and it means nothing.
There's a sickness and it's catching, boy
I hope you don't catch it too
Because this hunger you feel now.
Is nothing
This hunger in insatiable.
She shakes it out
At least there's breath in her body
They tell her that gives her a choice
But this hunger leaves her guilty
"Oh Baby, I love you so
But this man wants me
This lifetime has destroyed me
And this sickness has caught me
You'll do better with out me
Oh baby, but please sleep
May your dreams be pastel
Kaleidoscope and summertime
Away from this hell"
I'm sorry I couldn't give you what you deserved
"Oh Baby, but I'm leaving now
I know you don't need me
I know you can do with out the
Empty promises of food and family"
"Oh baby, breathe easy
My life isn't your responsibility
No life but yours ever should be
You have a chance to be more.
To never see what I've seen."