Rubbing my belly,
where you once were
my child.
Felt you grow
within the womb
couldn't take the fear.
So sorry, so sorry
the marks of the needle
still there.
Now my stomach is hollow
knowing i killed
a part of me.
My heart bleeds
and tears forever stain
my reddened cheeks.
So sorry, So sorry
the marks of the needle
still there.
The pain of having
you would have been
nothing compared to this.
The world is black
knowing it was my choice
to take your life away.
So sorry, So sorry
the marks of the needle
still there.
Before you even lived,
regret eating away
my own life.
How can I go on
knowing you were mine
and i murdered you?
I'm so sorry, please forgive me, my child.
A contest entry
- The Hard Truth about Life by JustAnOrdinaryGirl.
300 points, ended April 22, 2008, 15 entries
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