From the Haert

When I became sentient
and found
that I was created from lust
and wifely duty,
and my conception was a mistake,
I felt cold.
When I discovered my life
had once hung by a thread
(the abortion attempts failed).
I felt nothing.
When I found out that
my being there prevented
a parting of two people
locked in hatred for each other
I retreated into myself.
I found books, and
films and fantasies.
When the rows and fights
became too much to bear
I dreamed
that I was
actually the child of
some-one else.
Some-one who would
Love me.
And care.

Now, I am old.
I look at my family -
Two daughters
Two sons
Four grandsons
and Lil'emily
I'm so happy that
I survived.
(unscathed)
It's great to be alive.