Failure to conceive

Drowning in a red sea

That pushes me under, pulls me to the depths of its darkness.
I can’t see the shallows
as blind, I try to breathe
while I heave from the pain,
A pierced membrane and rush of blood
Pour like a waterfall as the recurring nightmare begins again, an unwelcome reality,
An unwanted strife, as I fail again
To be the perfect wife.

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