A Poem By Renee // 11/2/2010



She goes about her life
like nothing happened.
She tries to forget,
tries to push it
out of her mind.
She sees a mother
holding her child
in her arms
So innocent
so precious
a gift of life.

She holds her head
in her hands
waves of depression
tides of regret
wash over her;
drowns her.
she tries to block it out, 
treis to forget the life 
that was inside of her,
but she can't.
She thinks,
That could have been me.
My baby.
I've killed my baby
what have I done?


I can't believe it!  You're

I can't believe it!  You're on AP!!!  When did this happen???

Bridget | Fri, 12/03/2010

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

Welcome to AP! :-)

Hi Renee!

Welcome to Apricot Pie! 

Your poem was beautifully done. So sad, and it really made you think. Loved it. 

Once again, welcome!

Madeline | Sat, 12/04/2010

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

 Thanks! I joined a couple


I joined a couple weeks ago,  Bridget dear. :)

Renee | Sat, 12/04/2010

Ohhh.... hmm.. this makes me sad! but good..

All the same! HomeschoolGirl is right, it does make you think....

I would feel terrible If I knew I killed my own child... or sibling!


WELCOME!!!!!!!!! WELCOME, WELCOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Can't wait to read more of yours!

Write on!

Kassady | Sun, 12/19/2010

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!


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