Help me I've lost my way and there is no one to grieve me

This use to be a love poem  
I thought I had men figured out
the world was promising back then

like a white horse galloping in
a prince rescued me from my doubts
this use to be a love poem  

My body shook with kiss and sin
a man and woman paradise
the world was promising back then

All good things, they come at a price
was it worth what we fought about?
this use to be a love poem

In my head again and again
I smell his scent on me it's nice
The world was promising back then

I don't grin, my eyes are worn thin
I grow older and go without
this use to be a love poem
the world was promising back then

Have you ever had your heart break so hard it felt like someone was squeezing it like a tether ball?

If you pluck all the petals can it still be called a flower?

I learned the hard way that there were consequences for my choices I woke up every morning for 9 months feeling the weight of that consequences

The only way to heal from your parents is to forgive them then when you forgive them you have to realize that there was nothing to forgive


No one's perfect

When I found out I was pregnant I saw a giant plus sign glaring back at me. I placed my hand over my stomach I pleaded with God...no
I was not happy
When the father found out I was pregnant I saw a scared little boy with...his back to me he said: No!
He was not happy
When my parents found out I was pregnant I saw index fingers pointed back at me. They said: No you ****!
They were not happy
No one was happy
But my daughter my 3 month daughter she looks up at me
she smiles
she doesn't care how she got here.
She chooses
To feel happy.