Taken

Subject: Taken Thu Jun 05, 2008 9:10 pm

So here's a poem I thought up last night:

TakenAs I put pen to paper
I cry my eyes out
I tear my heart from my body
I just want to blow out my lights.

People say your just a parasite
They say your not a human being
Because they think since you don't have a soul
Then your not worthy to live.

I would have taken care of you
I would have gotten married to your mother
If I thought it would have made her keep you
If I could have held you in my arms once.

Yes I'm an idiot for not using protection
But I was swept up in the moment
Didn't think about the consequences
When I was on the ride of my life.

I saw you on the monitor
How can people say your not a real being?
I've seen babies being born and surviving at three months old
So how are you not a human being?

I would have raised you by myself
Worked two jobs to support the both of us
All she had to do was keep you inside her for nine months
Then she could have signed away her rights.

But here I am in the waiting room
Bawling my eyes out because she killed you
Fathers don't have any rights to their kids
Because it's in the woman's body.

Doesn't it take two people to make a baby?
Doesn't it take two people to be in love?
Sometimes I just want to kill myself
Tell you over and over how much I tried to save you.

Precious son
Precious daughter
Whatever you may have been
Please know I did my best to save you.

I love you my little dead baby
I don't care what doctors or courts say
To me you were a human being
To me you were taken.

I don't know the pain you suffered
As you were ripped violently from your mother's womb
She was supposed to be your safety net for nine months
Where did I go wrong?

I feel like such a failure
I feel like I should have known better
She could have told me she was getting an abortion
I would have paid her any amount of money for you to be still alive and with me.

As the years pass in utter darkness
I tune out from the world
Seeing all the other little kids with their parents
Is like a bullet going into my heart.

It opens up old wounds I thought had healed
Brings old memories to the surface of my mind
I've suffered depression ever since you were taken
Several times I've tried to end it all.

But what would suicide accomplish?
It wouldn't do anything except bring more pain
Yet how can I possibly go on in this life
You were all that mattered to me.

I saw her in the park last night
I couldn't believe my eyes
There she was smiling with her new husband
And a new baby in her arms.

Why I ask myself in silence
When did you decide to have kids again
You never wanted them before
You never cared about my dead baby.

When you died in pain
And she came out smiling like a big weight had been lifted off her shoulders
A part of me died with you that day
Though I wasn't buried or thrown in the trash like you were.

My precious son
My precious daughter
Whatever you may have been
Just know that I loved you and always will.

Subject: Re: Taken Sun Jun 08, 2008 10:43 am

Profound poem.