She's a simple girl, unfortunate for a tragedy,
Violated by a human worse than scum.
She's never been the same, for at a tender age of 16,
Life grew in her, a baby she doesn't want.
Her family tried to lift her but could not,
She's too depressed, enough to hate the unborn child.
She blamed the life inside, as a painful reminder,
A nightmare, a monster just like it's kin.
Then came her best fried, Josh, a sweet young guy.
Tried to persuade and enlighten he did,
Only to be pushed away harshly and hated,
Yet he was determined, willing to help her out.
The bump grew, the life inside pulsed.
Coz no matter how and what she thinks,
To kill a life, she can not bear.
She is broken... Yet she's still human...
One morning, Josh's mother came,
A story she shared, a light she passed.
"Your best friend, is just like that unborn child,
Inside of you, still unborn yet alive."
"I'm just like you, a victim too,
Yet sweet Josh, my light and love,
Came and was my saving grace...
Let that unborn child... Be yours too..."
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Poetry#83 in poetry as of April 20,2017 #230 in poetry as of April 14,2017 Feel free to read. Be sure to prepare yourself though because any topic can serve as the theme, whether mellow, bright or dark. It's dedicated to @The_Superwoman since she inspired...
