The Web Poetry Corner - Heather Prudence Davis - At Least I Have a Mind To Lose
At Least I Have a Mind To Lose
by
Heather Prudence Davis
Where is this
gut wrenching
feeling of remorse
of total despair
and apathy
circling
one another
coming from?
Am I mourning?
Is my soul split?
Out roaming around
without me again?
Or is it my baby,
knocking?
Three years
this August.
Why did I do it?
Why am I
questioning now?
I need
Help.