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Date Added: May 14, 2019 15:05:39 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Free Verse
Category: Broken Hearts Add To Favorites | Formatted Version
Abortion Was Her Mother's Day Gift
A horrible thing, just horrible Born and raised to always do the right thing One mistake swayed her from her saintly path Robbed her and her family of a chance to know a new one The pressure from the not so loving father to be just too much and so she gave in Into the guilt and the doubt eating her alive inside Now there is no baby, no lover and worse of all no more family gathered around to comfort her
What's done is bitterly done And she knows there can be no going back So much for happy ever after
Hate and self pity consume her Every waking thought gripped by the digust she now feels for herself Rocked to the core to understand at last she really is a coward at heart
Made an awful choice One she will live forever to regret The cries of her unborn still haunting her in the night Her body still feels the empty cold chill where once her baby would have grown Eternal the question of what if looms Racked with guilt Silent tears course their way down her face
Damned to never be able to bear another to replace the one she murdered A long, lonely lifetime out in front of her Yearning for salvation she begins to think of self harm
God knows this pain is way too much to bear It would be so easy, so very easy to Flow away just like a peaceful river The darkness beckons and she fears
Not now But soon She just might Answer that siren call
2019 Ramona Thompson
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