AbortionA Poem by Jane Lector
It was my knack for bad decisions
That has me sitting in this clinic It is not a reflection of you, at all Or the being that you could have been The being I should let you become But I’m still haunted by the feeling Of greed, lust, love and self hatred That took your brother from me My own anger Took my own child from me And here I am with you Feet swinging, chilling, singing In this god awful clinic I don’t want you to feel as if You were never wanted I want you, I do But I’m still f*****g haunted And if I were to try again With the stress, nausea, In pain from the kicks again And if those kicks were to stop again Heartbeat lost inside me again Legs spread while they clean me out again Heart broken, feeling like a failure again My heart would break through and through I told your father about you Via text because I’m too ashamed You are our second mistake And expecting him to love you Or the brother months before you Was a mistake And I can never deal with that alone He didn’t just reject him He rejected me He broke me, my self-esteem, My womb and I lost my child And he lost his child too But he never cared to call or drop a tear So I bore enough pain for two If I were to lose you as well I would surely die Cursed from God for my atheistic ways. My Finals are soon I can’t give the idea of you the time of day But I feel you’d be a girl What I never wanted but I think I deserve I would love to hold your hand Give you pig tails, teach you songs And warn you against men like your Absent father And warn you against love and The pleasures and pains of unprotected sex Because I don’t know if a Two-minute, two-pump chump is worth my youth and childhood I’m sitting in the clinic Trying to play the God I don’t believe in Trying to kill you to breathe life into me Trying to right my many wrongs Trying to save a relationship with someone who doesn’t love me I’m sitting in the clinic Feet swinging Heart Breaking Soul singing a somber tune of death About to make the biggest decision You, Myself or Him I’m in love with someone who doesn’t love me So of course I chose him. © 2013 Jane LectorAuthor's Note
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Added on April 21, 2013 Last Updated on April 21, 2013 Tags: abortion, poem, poetry, jane lector AuthorJane LectorEngland , Wiltshire , United KingdomAboutMy name is Hannah I'm not very good at writing but I'll give it a go more..Writing
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