Abortion

The feelings of an aborted before and after.

I am a life.
I’ve not begun.
I’ve outlined my path.
But I am ready!
Ready to make a difference.

I have not started,
Yet I’ve been stopped.
I am no more,
My Dreams…Dashed!
Why me…?

After bashing and scooping my future,
Burning me inwards,
Toughing me out, with
Such force, just to
Suck my life out.
I trusted you!

I TRUSTED YOU!
Now my dreams
And I are non-existent.

I am no more!
No more surrounded,
With warmth
That which I thought…
Thought was love

Now, I’m surrounded,
With cold air
And a black lifeless plastic