CHOICE: a poem
Posted by Lauren
November 5, 2012
She peed on that stick
It’s her third test today
It keeps coming up positive
In her head she starts to pray
She’s got a midterm tomorrow
And she works late tonight
She’s got butterflies inside her
And nothing feels right.
She’s got $512 in her bank account
And a rising stack of bills
The thought of having a baby
Leaves her with chills.
She leans back on her bathroom’s
Cool tile floor
She got a choice to make
And it’s one she just cant ignore.
She closes her eyes
To hide from her walls of light pink
And in her head
As if in cursive
Over and over she thinks,
“At another date and at another time
I promise I’ll be yours
And I promise you’ll be mine”
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