He gave me no reason
He left me no pride
He didn't leave a note
Or some rules to abide
Not even a phone call
A "hello" or a "sorry"
For leaving me alone
With a half formed body
Inside of my own
And a new mouth to feed
If our love was a country
Then I would secede
I can't even tell you
How much this hurts
Not even going into labor
Will make my pain worse.
YOU ARE READING
Benjamin Twine
PoetryPoetry about society and relationships. Poem titles are lyrics to Benjamin Twine by George Ezra #188 in poetry 1/3/16
