Redacted Confessions

I admit it, I am a ****
and in my past, I may have been
a ******. I cannot admit to
**** but I know when things get
tough I can ***** inside my ****
and pray for death.

I was not born, but *******
and I always knew my birth
was accidental, but mother
could have ******* me;
no one would have been
the wiser.

I don't have any *******
because I fear the fear of
abandonment, and I don't have
any **** because I am already ****.

There are those I'd love to ****
and those I've dreamed of *******
but the one that I am ***** with
doesn't even know I'm here.

I want to *** but fear the tears
of my ****** when they look into
my milky **** and whisper-
" Mama is no longer *****."

Save me from myself because
I have a ***** and I am not afraid
to *** **.







dedicated to gi_janet for the courage she passed along to me.