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Apr 2017
My Child
I can't say I love you now because how
does someone love when their heart is
broken
stopped beating..
Ripped from my chest through my own acts of selfishness
I had to protect you from the world
but you were the one needing protected from me.
Every time I had to look at your face
your beautiful, delicate, face
made me sick
you look just like the man
who did this to me
the man who forced me
the man who gave me a child
that I had no say in.
I cannot love you
for you were not conceived with love
only terror, fear and agony.
Which is what I've gone and put you through
through no fault of your own
I became as evil as him.
Sleep well my child
who didn't get the chance
to be loved
or live.
~There's nothing left to say... what's done has been done~
Sophie Matheson
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Sophie Matheson  18/F/Scotland
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