I don’t know what to do with my Fear I am damned if I Do And damned if I Don’t It is like a locked cage And I can’t quite think My way around the key It feels safer that way When I can put up walls Barriers Pillows and padding to cushion myself Against…
Disclaimer: Let me just start off by defining success in breast-feeding: Reaching your own personal goal. Newsflash, FED IS NOT BEST. This phrase gaslights new moms, and completely glosses over any disappointment they may feel at unmet expectations. BREAST IS NOT BEST. Not very mother wants to breastfeed, and she shouldn’t be held to another…
Love reminds me of: A cup of coffee Some prefer theirs black Lost in a fog They need love to be Dark and bold Strong enough To make them feel Something again Still others want Their love on ice Cold brewed and caramelled Smooth to the taste Their blood already runs too hot They need…
I am hungry I am starved I am craving Love Soft and gentle A song on the radio Your fingers in my hair Your hand tracing the curve of my neck A quiet breath along my collarbone A smile A quiet morning Spent with You I am hungry I am starved I am longing for…
Some stories never get written Some words will never pass your lips They are the stories that haunt you Starting as a whisper, or a prayer Growing in your head Dropping roots down Nestling in to the curves of your heart Hope, possibility, promise Warming your bones, fluttering in your soul But almost too quickly…
Almost Abigail 