Menstruation

I once was the only one

In this house I made myself

To shelter my inner core

With steel and bricks

And all was good

Alone

Until she came

With a look of celebration

With a look of something

I didn't comprehend

Storming into my house

With boxes of decoration

Of magenta and yellow

Still that bright smile

Company

She said a baby was coming

So without a thought, she went to it

Painted some walls yellow

And others magenta

Streamers, balloons, cribs, clothes

All of the same colors

Celebration

I was glad of the company

I just didn't want her company

Not her kind of company

So I decided to stop her, gently

I shook her shoulder and said

"There is no baby coming"

She stood there unmoving

Refusal

Took a second for the gears to kick in

And when it did, her bright look

That bright look she had just disappeared

It went into a frown,

Her eyes turned grey and dull

Then, she looked at the baby room

How perfectly and wonderfully

Decorated it was, magenta and yellow

Betrayal

She tore the whole room apart,

Little by little the colors started to mix

The magenta and the yellow

Just started melting from the walls

The whole room was just a pool

Of that one color, it made mixed

With the solids of a broken baby room

She was covered in it too

Red

And she wasn't done for she looked at me

She then ran across

The increasing sea level of red

I backed up to the door

Of my house and opened it

Escape

The pool of red paint

That once was magenta and yellow

With broken parts of the baby room

Flowed out through the door

Along with her

And when she went, she said

"I'm not done with you!

I'm coming back next month!"

Gone

I just stood there, trying to close my door

But I didn't for the overflowing pool of red

Was too strong, it did for days at a time

When I did close my door

I turned to see a blank room

With yellow sunrays peaking through

I was alone once again

Period