Seventh Day

Im not a poet. But I like this one. Discussion on hidden subject welcomed!

My name once was mine
People have taken it from me
When love was just another kind
Of she said he said she -

STOP

It's not cold enough to hide the view
Of baby blood not yet borne
Spit on the ground in subtle hue
People don't even notice it anymore -

STOP

Green's just a color
On the midnight movie feature
But I'm not having fun
Because now I'm the horrid creature -

STOP

Let me count the ways of me
Just once, let me start
With the nasty Pleasure of Greed
Eating out my Pride, my heart -

STOP

Envious of the contortion
Wrath of my abortion
Too Tired to finish the portion
Of my Lot of Lots in this collaboration -

STOP

Once my name belonged to me
People have taken it in my shame
When one's soul was easy to see
I am not the one to blame...

...but now I am.