Childlessness

You give birth to it, you nurture it....

Now what you gave life to is your life....

It’s like you existence is trapped in your baby

Then the brutal time starts running, you can’t stop it

It won’t halt, not even if its gods wish...

Slowly the soft music in your ears is loud and unbearable...

It screeching

It wants an outlet; it was out of your womb then

It wants to be out of your world now.

Its beyond you...it’s like you cannot solve a puzzle you once created

Conscious you are of the fact that it can fly now, that you cannot chip its wings....

You still hold,

It’s a losers last shot at victory,

Winning was never so bitter, you still hold on wanting to win...

But remember your life is trapped in it....

Even if you win you lose....

Even if you lose you win....

Drag it along my man as far as you can....

Happy dragging....