Literature
A sense of hopelessness
He laid me in this bed, feeling like music in my head,
He whispered soft, luring words into my ears.
Hypnotizing me with his seductive touch,
I feared him more than anyone, anything.
But I was helpless, to stop him, weakened by his strength.
Regret held me silent to my shame,
As I learned of his child's claim.
I refused to bear such an evil thing,
To have his life growing inside me,
I feared seeing his face in everything I'd do.
In the life living within me.
I made a choice, went to the clinic,
Signed some papers, gave out my name.
Laid on the cold table, as I watched the women come and go.
I wrapped my hands protectively over
