Do you cut a rose before it blossoms? **** a child, and then you lost them Fetus lost within the womb Like your virginity that’s been took Like a breakage of a package Wrapped up within bed sheets Trying to untangle yourself before it’s too late Haven’t you heard no *** before marriage? Not wanting to look like “that girl” that doesn’t thinks But he says he’s different He pretended like he cared
3 weeks later I’m trapped Trapped between the thoughts of being a tennager that's young , free , & wild Not wanting to accept the duties of being a soon to be mother It was a mistake I say A mistake "I used protection" she said Forcing myself to look at my stomach thinking about how my once tiny stomach will become bigger & bigger readjusting my belt as if it was hurting our baby My baby
It’s not mine It’s not mine Don’t keep it Those were his exact words before he upped and left me He gave me the choice To be left alone with only having the baby as a reference Praying that he/she doesn't resemble their farther
2 hands 2 feet 2 eyes 2 ears 1 nose 1 mouth 2 arms 2 legs 1 heart But unfortunately I let those hurtful words make my decision for me Turning my unborn child home into a barrel RIP Rest in peace was those exact same words that were imprinted on stomach Before my child left this world in a garbage bag I could’ve sworn I heard "no mommy"
Blaming the doctors for killing my child My sweet precious son I love you