Etched in memory ...

He said he didn't love her anymore ...
Etched in memory ...
Are these words ...
Resounding ever so loud...
With each passing moment...
Those words ...
Echoing in her ears ...
A vertigo developing ...
A vortex she is being sucked in.

What about the baby?
The one that grows within her ...
His image within her womb ...
Theirs it was meant to be ...
Now ... only hers to fend for...
She was happy he was there ...
Now no more...
Just jer and his in her lonely world...
In her aloneness she has found his world...
Entwined in jers ...
Like their fingers when making love ...
Like their slithering torsos...
Sliding along each other.

Etched in memory ...
These images ...
She walks head held high ...
Tears kept at bay ...
Suppressing the salt water ...
Lest the dam bursts ...
She quickens her steps...
Lost in a world ...
Where he can hurt her no more.