Unborn (Year+ Old)

Nine months/

And I conceived a daughter/

Wondered her mom were of died/

Would she have been a martyr?/

Tears fled my face as if my eyes were of water/

How could I abort my child?/

When it’s my daughter I would slaughter/

So I kissed her on her forehead on the car ride home/

Whispered in her ear/

Dear, you’ll never be alone/

Till we die you’re my queen exalted on the thrown/

But as I blinked my eyes/

In an instant she had grown/

Now she was hearing things she wasn’t supposed to hear/

Parents arguing/

As if she hadn’t any ears/

Though deaf with no ears/

Still couldn’t veer the tears/

While each drop stuck me deep/

She’d been trickling shears/

Couldn’t wipe her eyes/

Cause the blood just smeared/

So blinded and deaf, she felt she disappeared/

But as I looked her in the eyes/

I saw my reflection in the mirror/

Clearer/

These were the good/

The bad/

The ugly/

Nowhere near perfect/

But you gotta still love me/

With my head in the clouds/

Asking for no man above me/

But I’d descend on a blade/

If it’ll help you, to cut me/

But that’s worst case scenario/

Let's dance through the night/

And pump the volume on the stereo/

Breakfast in the morning

Fresh pancakes or some cereal

So tell me when

As I pour this sugar

On your cheerios