Why I'm afraid to have childrenA Poem by AutumnOverfed or starved, Could any be best? Dead or unborn? The choice is already made
I can barely keep myself alive I would end up killing this child Looking at him starving away As I could never poison the one I love
When I borrow food, I mean it! I can make warm porridge Or any kind of puree At any flavour you'd like
But a child? How could he purge it back? I would have to scratch his stomach Until everything would be out
It crosses my mind at all times But my illness already took this gift from me As I cannot bear child © 2011 AutumnReviews
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