She Gave Birth To Grief
It was a spontaneous delivery, it happened before 20:00
Surprise, the midwife; pulled swiftly, not a single contraction
She had been here with Pain during the first birth
She had vacated for the second and here she was once more, with her sly hands and without her partner
She gave birth to Grief: a triplet
It had the same small shape: a blood ball, scarlet skin
Like its siblings, it did not cry nor scream
But she did. Her tears showered the form on the floor
Her shrieks swaddled it, refusing to let it go cold
Guilt gripped her, three was meant to be the charm
She had taken precautions, watched each step
She had done it all, yet here she was welcoming blood and tissue, in their incomplete state
Anger rushed into the delivery room, always the late arrival and grasped her
She noticed Numbness, a figure she had seen standing at the edges of her mind during the last labour
Separated by the door, its eyes blank and white
Surprise had dispersed.
Guilt decided to let go.
Anger slipped off.
Numbness entered; beckoned by her eyes
Each step screamed before being silenced by the next
Her eyes let go as she embraced her new occupant
She gave birth to Grief and gave her heart another death