Too Young

I woke up with your blood pooling on my sheets

slick along my skin and yours

I woke up with barely any light shining in the room

Just eyes.

Open.

Close.

Open.

Blood, still warm and black in the dim

that filled my room like smoke.

At first I hoped, prayed,it was mine,

but when you rolled over, and I saw the bandages on your thigh

Soaked through and black,

I knew.

Something is growing inside of me

A child born of an accident

Never even a thought in the back of my mind

on the subject of motherhood

Am I to be thrust forward

to bear the weight of a new life on my back?

Too young, too young.

I am too young.

The walls are acid washed white

Stark, empty, and I will soon be similar

Tissue paper wraps my body

I close my eyes and lament

Too young, too young

I am too young for this.