Together

Together

A Poem by prettybretty

Abort mission.
Abort me.
Abort meaninglessness.
Abort the pain.
Abort my child.

Abort sense of time.
Abort sense of wrong and right.

In the clinic room
cut the bloody thing out with scissors.
the nameless thing i can't erase.
the nameless thing that is mine.

The blood won't wash away.
I'm cursed and stained.
I don't wanna die this way.

If I do, I'll take you down with me.

© 2016 prettybretty


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Added on May 22, 2016
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prettybretty
prettybretty

Lawrenceburg, TN



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Brett 24 TN, USA agender/nonbinary pansexual Sicangu Lakota Native American OCD, BPD, & ED I've been using this site for 10 years to record my poems. I don't write to be good at it, this .. more..

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