The baby’s crying in the other room,
And she feels helpless, empty in the graying;
She can’t describe the hopelessness she feels,
The gulls are crying all that she’s not saying
The waves, they murmur listlessly in choir:
The sky with dank oppression now is rife —
To just find hope again’s her one desire,
Amid the graying tank that is
Her life
Hi. I’m Natalie –
Let’s be quiet; Sara’s asleep in the other room
I love looking at her when she’s sleeping, she’s so little, so precious
But when she’s awake, sometimes, I just don’t what she wants
It’s been kind of lonely here
I mean, my friends go out at night, and I’m at home;
And while sometimes I meet my friends for lunch, they say all I ever talk about is Sara
They talk about classes and guys and parties, and I talk about Sara being able to roll over now
So, my friends don’t come around much
Jon seems to work longer and longer and he almost never comes by to see us
He said he wouldn’t be like that, like his dad was
I love her with all my heart, but, I didn’t realize it would be like this
I can’t go on like this
I’m just lost
