
I watched a documentary on abortion the other day this stems from that. It probably doesn't reflect my general views.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 143 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Published: 10-19-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2428071
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Abortion
You force your fears into my world,
Cold metal burns feverish against my flesh;
You deny me feeling
Yet I have pain.
Science cannot bear witness to my pain;
As it cuts me to pink ribbons,
And I drip from you
Chunks of blood and flesh and bone
You banish me to an alternate universe
Process and pass on your shame and worry
Making it my problem, my fear to bear
"I have no feeling" they tell you:
I do not wish to harm
Nor do I wish to die
I feel the intruder before it ever enters
You forget; your sedatives affect me too
Burning; burning cold against my mortality
I cringe away;
You would feel me thrash and fight
If only you hadn't numbed yourself to me
A coward's way;
I die in a vacuum of agony;
Unwanted.
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