Blasphemy and filth

Blasphemy and filth
the savagery of his hands
the ripping out of my child
deep from within
scarecly i could breathe
his hands rape
and murder
the gaping wound of my soul
i die with you
i didn’t know
my soul would be peeled
from me,
when he said you were
only a bit of cells,
it didn’t matter,
an easy procedure
i didn’t know you would
have ten fingers and toes
how could i know you were
real,
more real than anyone
i ever loved,
my flesh caught fire
a thousand deaths
when he laid you
the sacred glimpse i caught
of you,
out of the corner
of a pouring eye
you were shredded
i saw your crown
where hair should
have been
there was a crack
and fluid seeping
My God,
i am shivering
_the f_
lied,
his vile hands
had my placenta,
and with it
he threw you away.

misfit1965
(image not mine)