Something is inside you
you anticipate the day it comes out
excited for that little head to sprout
listen to it's sound, see it squirm in you
look at the background and not know what to do
you've waited for months and now it's here
after the pain you call it "dear"
you see yourself tire from giving it's desire
it drains your energy
for it you compose a eulogy
disturbed by it's cry in the middle of the night
go to where it lies and hug it tight
the feeling you have that you say will last forever
allows you to give blood to a bloodsucker
