This is a poem I wrote for an English assignment in Highschool on abortion.
Here lie my mommy and daddy in this bed
Daddy’s thinking broken condom,
Whats going through Mommy’s head?
A week fromthat day
The beginning of my days
Inside my perfect mommy
Inside her tiny belly
One month from that day Mommy knows i grow inside
A perfect little gift
To make her life shift
Two months pass by
Barely able to hide
Mommy cant decide
If I’m good for her or I
Three months now
I’m no longer on the low low
I’m visible to the world
Mommy thinks I’m something she cant afford
What is mommy gonna do?
Don’t I make her happy?
Oh mommy, things wont be so shabby
Month four
In through the big doors
Mommy why are you crying?
Why are you saying sorry?
Mommy, what are those shiny sharp things?
Doctors in green
Coming to take me
Away from my mommy
Mommy save me
Why aren’t you stopping them
There goes my eyes that I would see you with
There goes my lips I’d say i love you with
There goes my arms that i would hug you with
Bye bye mommy
I loved you
I thought you loved me yo
Month five
No longer alive
Do you feel the regret yet?
You killed your Little gift
You sent me away
To a far away place
Month six
Mommy wants it to be fixed
She wants me after all
To bad you killed your precious gift
Month seven, mommy cries
Month eight, Mommy tries again
Month nine,
If you wanted me, Why make me die…..?
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