Poem - Hills Like White Elephants

Poetry about abortion and the female feelings about it

Is this a test

it has to be, otherwise I can't go on

draining me, draining vitality

but I'm still here, keeping faith

trusting you to make things right

because the Heaven knows I wont

But If there is no desire to heal

how can we escape this struggle

I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this

only this body holding me

reminding me of my mortality

reminding me of my fragility

Have to be patient, have to wait

Have to wear this burden like a crown

Otherwise it all comes down

Justify denials and grip them to the lonesome end

keep it pushed down, otherwise it all comes down

simply push it all on me

Something kind of sad about it

the way things has come to be

desensitized to everything

what became of unity

But how can this mean anything to me

if I really don't feel a thing at all

Hands are on my back again

terrified of what may come

survival is my only friend

it will end no other way

but remember, the universe is hostile, devour to survive

so it is, so has it always been

Inspired by the lyrics of Tool and Maynard James Keenan