Not Her Choice

Forced by her boyfriend,
she had no choice.
She loved him so much
so she gave in.
He threatened her existence
over and over again.
If she ever got pregnant
her life he'd end.
When she found out,
no joyous sound came from her mouth,
but only angry tears
asking God for help.
She cried for days
not telling a soul.
Then she decided
abortion was the only way to go.
She wanted this baby,
that much was true.
But she knew her baby
would never be able live.
To the clinic she went
with tears in her eyes.
When it was all over,
all she could do
is hold her stomach
with an empty womb.
She couldn't believe
what she had done.
She thought,
I've killed my child along with my soul.
That night,
she wrote a note to her mother
telling her how much she loved her.

She wrote a note to her father
apologizing for the shame she'd caused.
Last but not least,
she wrote a note to me.
She explained what was said to her
and what she had done.
She told me why she could never
survive on her own.
Without her baby or her love,
her life was empty
with nothing else to gain.
She ended it with an I love you.
Signed it with love from heaven above,
may God forgive me and you,
friends forever, and her full named signed out.
Then she took too many drugs
and with knife in hand,
she slit her wrists with the best she had.
The next morning,
the saddest phone call that has yet to be beat,
was made to me.
After I read the letter,
it all became clearer.
That boy I blamed.
Her blood I place on his hands,
forever.