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Renata

by

Becky A. Stephens

Passion sparks with a man I never wed,
Thoughtlessly creating a life in our cheating bed.

You grew, despite our selfish ways,
Demanding life, your creation left us in a daze.

I wanted to kill you to end our pain,
But I realized the magic and accepted the gain.

Your big sister named you, and chose your first suit.
We dreamed of what you’d look like and agreed you’d be damned cute.

But I had a husband that I needed to tell.
The marriage often rocky and occasionally hell.

His anger intense- he had a right,
My resolve did not waiver, I held on tight.

And then he broke. His tears they came streaming.
My justification seems weak, like I was just dreaming.

I decided your life was proper payment for a mistake.
Now I know that your life was not mine to take.

I wanted to die-I even told him so
Then he’d wave the guilt flag, both high and low.

So I made the appointment, my turn to choose,
And I lied through my teeth, "My child I want to lose."

One morning I passed the picketers, numb
Lifeless and empty, why didn’t I run?

Praying that day as I laid on that bed,
That I was the one that would end up quite dead.

But here I am, months away from your fate,
Knowing that I am mother, only worthy of hate.

But I need you to know that your spirit remains,
We have no sun-filled days, but your dreams fill me when it rains.

I would never ask for your forgiveness, of that I deserve none,
My prayers are only that I burn in hell as you dream and dance in the sun.

Goodnight, Love

by

Becky A. Stephens

I have loved you all my life
I have walked with you in all our strife,
But now our time together dims,
Our magic laughter danced on whims.
I have tried to weather all life’s storms,
And the pain it grows in many forms.
But now I have made my choice today,
I’ll say goodbye and go away.
Don’t try to follow, the path does end,
The road I follow, breaks it does not bend.
Life, you have not always treated me kind,
But, you gave much, and many days I shined.
To you I admit I am being ungrateful,
You have shared many gifts, I must seem hateful.
Now that I give back to you, you’re most precious gift,
As I say Goodnight and into Death I drift.

Is it Ever Enough?

by

Becky A. Stephens

I have given you my love and I have given you my heart.
I have given you more chances when you needed a new start.
I have worked to make you happy, granting wishes by the score.
But I never made you smile, I only start a war.
I try to find the answers, in your moods that fluctuate,
Though I only end up angry, confused and filled with hate.
When will you be happy? Will I ever give enough?
Or should I move my mark, to something not as tough?
Maybe I could love Me, and make my dreams come true.
Then will you be happy with a reason to be blue?
Now maybe I will have the love I have always shared,
And feel the happiness I've hidden, now opened and laid bare.
I don't want to walk across the coals, to have you ask for glass.
I am ready to walk out the door, so I don't finish last.