Abortion

A positive test

Put her positivity to rest

Tears, more tears.

Daily, “What do I do?”

No answer will ever be best.

Face soaked in tears

Nauseous from a baby

Nauseous from the fear

I’ll hold her hair and stay right here

She’s scared

She’s worried

“Why me?”

“Why now?”

“My family will kill me.”

“The father will hit me.”

“I used multiple methods.”

“I only had sex once.”

“I’m homeless.”

“I swear I was safe.”

Pregnancy won’t discriminate.

Mifeprostine.

The first pill.

There’s no going back.

Maybe she hesitates

Maybe she forces herself not to think.

She places the pill in her mouth.

She swallows.

Misoprostol.

The second pill.

She’s ready for the nausea and pain.

Hours later, it’s began.

Her undwear soaked in blood clots and stains.

The pregnancy tissue passes.

She sees it.

She cries.

Girls and women

Any age, any income

Atheist or a belief in heaven

All face a difficult decision

No one does it easily