BioHestia
05-05-2014, 12:38 PM
I knew the day would come,
I wish it weren’t so soon.
Its one thing to think about abortion,
Its another to walk into that building.
I’ve known in my head what this means,
but I didn’t feel it in my heart.
Seeing a mother holding her toddler,
the love they share, she’d never kill him.
I’m not ready for this decision,
I want to go back in time.
I want more time,
that way I can find a solution.
One where I’m a mother,
not a terrified child.
Or back before we did anything,
so I could show myself what it would mean.
Life is such a fragile thing,
often held in the hands of others, out of our control.
Another step.
What am I doing?
And then another.
I’m doing what I have to.
I’m letting my cowardice win.
I’ve lost my fight.
Then I’m leaving,
I’m crying.
I could have done this differently,
I could have made it work.
That same mother holds that same son,
Her face says it all.
We both know what’s happened,
We both know.
I’m crying,
I can’t stop.
I wish I could take it all back now.
Everything, but I can’t.
I wish it weren’t so soon.
Its one thing to think about abortion,
Its another to walk into that building.
I’ve known in my head what this means,
but I didn’t feel it in my heart.
Seeing a mother holding her toddler,
the love they share, she’d never kill him.
I’m not ready for this decision,
I want to go back in time.
I want more time,
that way I can find a solution.
One where I’m a mother,
not a terrified child.
Or back before we did anything,
so I could show myself what it would mean.
Life is such a fragile thing,
often held in the hands of others, out of our control.
Another step.
What am I doing?
And then another.
I’m doing what I have to.
I’m letting my cowardice win.
I’ve lost my fight.
Then I’m leaving,
I’m crying.
I could have done this differently,
I could have made it work.
That same mother holds that same son,
Her face says it all.
We both know what’s happened,
We both know.
I’m crying,
I can’t stop.
I wish I could take it all back now.
Everything, but I can’t.