Listening ears

I told my sisters;

when a man tells you how he feels about you,

you better listen.

To complete the lesson I spent 8 years deaf.

He told me his infidelities,

proving he was innocent now, falsely accused.

He said he has accepted every

mistake he has ever made, long before I knew.

He has already accepted,

whether I stay or whether I go and calls it “growth”.

I think he thinks I’m weak.

When I only ever wanted to be special.

I just wanted to be—

loved.

Enough.

And now he sees my body

as a sacrifice; my womb a lamb for slaughter

the fool carrying his child.