She walks the dark alley alone,  
Tears in her eyes.  
Touching the small bump on her belly,  
Thankful she can still see her thighs.
Baby daddy gone missing
No more kissing
It's time to decide this decision she'd been dismissing.
69 Ruby Drive.
She knocks, slowly walks inside
Looks left, looks right
A rickety little table,
One not so bright hanging tiny light
A man with a face she can hardly see
Walks over, touching her belly
She cringes, but doesn't move
"It's not too late, but we gotta do this soon"
His voice is small for his large frame,
He pulls out his tools like he's playing a game,  
Lines the metallic instruments in a neat little row
"Come on sugar, you ready to go?"
Removing her pants,  she lays down,  
The little table makes a loud creaking sound
He works his tools, like he does this everyday,  
Ripping and tearing another life away.
Closing her eyes,  she pictures something else
A happy place away from this hell,  
She was given no choice it seems
Beautiful girl of only fifteen,  
How long it seems to her,  she was only a child
Carefree and innocent,
Boys,  they came and went
Now she's here,  killing a small life.
"All done!" he says with a smile and a final twist of his knife.
She knows there's pain,  somewhere under there,  
But she feels nothing as she quickly puts on her underwear.  
"A hundred dollars please little girl"
He says as he washes away the smallest soul she'd ever seen
Handed him the *** of bills as if in a dream
"Thanks" he says as she quickly runs out the door
Thinking she's just another *****,
More tears slowly release from her eyes,  
Telling herself she cannot cry,  
But the dam bursts for that little life she should have put first
A child all her own,  she'll never come to know
With no where left to call home
She walks the dark alley alone.

That look radiating from your eyes
              It's no surprise
To see the light bulb,
              Slowing burning out
You've lost it now
             It's a battlefield
The guns rest so heavily on your shoulders
            It's weighing you down
On your mind at war
       Only sounds released
The slamming of the door
                 Behind you when you finally walk away
        You're losing this battle
You'll still fight
          Laying in that field,
blood smeared
    Standing up,  you say:

"It's never over,  I'll fight with my last breath.  The idea of you, slowly brings me to my death!"
        
             You fall
Shoot off a few more rounds
Shout out a few more sounds
          In the distance,  
the past reaches her hand for yours
                You try to reach it,  through all the gore
         Then, just like before....
The present screams your name
    It's the same, sounds of bullets flying past your face

                  You're torn
You look to the past for a moment more
          Then you turn around
Stomping in all your stubborn scorn
      Guns blazing, you jump right in
Walking towards your future,  
           It begins...

            The fire, the fury
The art of the fight
   Brings out the joy in your eyes
It radiates light
        You're finally satisfied
             For those moments you feel pure bliss
    A sweet little kiss from death
        Bullets piercing though flesh
Blood stained grass,
       Copper colored dirt
It hurts,  you refuse to quit
             Bended down on one knee
Taking a leap of faith
   Raising a gun filled hand to the sky
           Shooting, the ultimate Mary
      No
                     It's over
           You die

*Your existence finally erased
       As you slowly fade away
The past stares you in the face