Dream Scatter Poem by Simbarashe Raymond Mudukuti

I hold the keys to her future
Yet I put a map of hell in her pocket
And she said im pregnant
It was harder think straight with a hard boner
And her curvy body
But I won't father a child with her, no
She is a wild berries fruit tree
Have to abort
The worst outcome overcomes my brain
Have a colder self esteem
Paying maintenance
With a lot of cold feelings
She being one of those exes
I can't tell my mom no
She is losing weight these days
It must be the BP catching up
I would have literally sent her to her grave earlier