the poem that dose not rime

the pain is unreal

or can it be real??

is it me

or is it him....i have his son in my stumic

and no one is home

can it be posible to feel this alone???

we cut are selfs to sho you were are alive

but sometime we wish we weren't alive!!

i have tryed so many thing to end this pain..

but nothing works

it cant be to bloody

cuz it will scare my mommy

but what mommy do i have?

there is no one

just me and my unborn son!!!

thats why i lay here dead

my son is dead to

it is a bloody deth and there i lie

 in a pool of blood on my side

i hear my mommy scream

she dies that night to

don't ever forgit the pain gits to you!!

and thats why we did it whats why were dead

and you kno it was on the day my mom and jhon was gowing to mary

wow it is so strang what the human hart can do

to both me.......and YOU.