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Abortion...

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Once a joyful place

Now there are tears on an old face

Lined by wrinkles, weather and pain

Settle down and let me tell you my story again

 

Once the smiles he threw my way

The way he called to say “good day?”

All of his love, that once was mine

It all faded, eroded by time

 

Once the hugs we shared

The way he showed me he cared

The hott-hott fire, the ground-shaking kissing

All the lovemaking is what I’m missing

 

The tears and laughter he brought into my life

The tender way he asked me to be his wife

The look in his eyes, that was no surprise

I had to breathe and count to five...

 

You never know what you have until its lost

Simple suspicion broke years of trust

“Yeah, its true, but I did it for you!”

“I loved you! Why’d you do it, boo?”

 

It’s hard to regain, what once was lost

The price too high, un-payable the cost

The tears came and then they went

I tried to plead, but his will didn’t bend

 

Oh, It’s not hard to see exactly why

He always told me, he hated the lie

But I didn’t listen and now I cry

Struggling to forget, the day he said goodbye

 

I still remember the look on his face

Disbelief. Anguished surprise. Pain and hurt....Anger

The smiles and laughter died within and turned old

With agony I remember the day he turned cold

 

The pain cuts, more than what I did

The pain of knowing what I hid

I couldn’t tell him the story right away, understandably

I couldn’t tell him straight after...I killed our unborn baby...

 

 

~harmonyangel~

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Mowgli   

Salaams

 

Beautiful poem harmony...Abortion seems to be more and more accepted in the society we live in...in England abortion is made illegal after a fetus reaches 24 weeks (becomes considered a person)...but what is the baby is 23 ...life does not seem to have a meaning...Anywayz...I just wanted to add my thoughts...

 

 

A tiny life, just barely begun

A little baby, won’t see the sun

It’s up to her, she's made her choice

But doubt sits heavy in her my voice

 

Tiny fists, clenched so tight

She wonders "Is what I am doing right?"

Miniscule feet, sit up above

This little child, conceived by love...

 

The metal tube, so long and thin

It sucks the life from deep within

A tiny life, will never see day

And she, the mother, just walks away....

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Day by Day

 

Floating down the river of life,

A raft my only shelter,

My clothes my only possessions,

I ponder my predicament.

 

Did I throw my life away,

Did life throw me away,

Did I lose the life I had,

Did my life change on me?

 

What happened to the days past,

What happened to my life as it was,

My arms lie empty when they once were full of love,

Thoughts of happiness are now thoughts of survival.

 

Each day I struggle on,

Each night I sleep crying

for the life i throw it away,

Each breath is like my last,

Each dream is a nightmare.

 

 

 

I feel I have

no face...

no shadow.. no substance

 

 

I am meaningless

nothing

 

 

a faceless entity

In which even my shadow ignores

 

 

I feel I have neither heart nor soul

or else i would have poured it out to

you...

if you had asked..

 

 

I feel that the space I take up

Is devoid of my existence

 

 

The solitary tear that I shed

Has no cheek upon which to fall

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