Author's Note: Just another poem I wasn't going to post it but I thought I might.

Not their Child

Sat in my bedroom,
Block out the screams.
Eyes closed, ears blocked,
Hope its all a dream.

Claims I'm a mistake,
Just a selfish child.
Cant look me in the eye,
She thinks I'm vile.

Pain's too much to bear,
freedom in my hand.
Red gushing quickly,
Falling in quick sand.

Again and again,
Try to block it out.
She bursts in screaming,
'what's this all about?'

Such a disappointment,
Head hung low.
Not their child,
At least not for now.

Dex

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