Playing the Part

The act has become the reality. I was being what I thought I had to be. Disregarding what came naturally. For the good or the bad. Ignoring the instincts that I had. To curse you out or to hold your hand, To follow my heart or join the band, Holding back the tears when I’m…

23 weeks/6 days,

via Daily Prompt: Echo Echo   I could feel her moving about inside, even in her distress. I heard her voice in my heart pleading with me. Should I hearken to this request? The doctors said there’d be no quality of life for her. God…is this a test? I would have to decide for her… She would have…