Dear My Unborn Child,
I wonder sometimes
what I would've named you
Maybe something that meant miracle
You to my world would be hell
While you to me would be all worth my torture
Maybe if I'd waited a few years
We could go out there
I'd open your eyes
To see the things on Earth that inspire us
And ignore the things on Earth that tear us.
Maybe to the sunset
Where you'd see the waves sparkle in your eyes
I'd see you smile
And hold you tight
And promise I'd never let you go, like I did in reality.
Shower you with my love
Making it through the criticism
I'd be the best you would hear of
I'd be better than your grandmother.
For only a child knows best about a child.
Somehow you'd grow up
To be the adult that I failed to become
That irresponsibility shall not be inherited
Be the same person I became
After you, my miracle, came to me.
But what's done is done
There can't be hope
There can't be sunsets
And there can't be love
Rules have brought me down
Dear My Unborn Child
Excuse my fantasies
I only know that you nor I would make it
Into this cold place
If you born
I couldn't be happy; We couldn't be happy
So I save us the ongoing trouble
By you having stay unborn.
Author notes
I'm not really an under aged mother.
Just saying.
A contest entry
- Abortion. by DAMSELx.
450 points, ended June 15, 2008, 38 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Honesty is my future's savior
Comments
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This is an AMAZING write....I'm awed right now.
This may not be true but this is so beautiful and so innocent and just so sad. I mean really, I was close to tears. Astounding job.
--DAMSELx
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Kaya pala ang laki mo na!
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Ahh Buntis ka?! Biro.
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xDD
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