Baby Cravings (Poem)

Yesterday I started a series of poems about wanting a baby, but the situations women go through because they don't think they can handle the responsibility of a child. The first poem was called Unprotected, but the second one goes a little more in-depth. This one is called Baby Cravings. Enjoy! 

Baby Cravings

The sex was sub-par

But I wasn’t trying to give him my heart

It was the baby that I wanted

Maybe a little girl

Or even a boy

Someone to share my love with

Buy clothes and food for

A child that would look up to me

And need me

I wouldn’t even react after getting puked on

Or having to change diapers

Or hearing my name called over and over again

I’d cook for it

And clean up after it

I’d be the provider

And the child wouldn’t reject me

18 years to life

I’d be a mom

I’d be happy to take the good

And deal with the bad

But then I look at my bank account

And can barely afford myself

What kind of mom would I be?

Barely paying bills

And barely affording food

Someone would suffer

And I wouldn’t want it to be the baby

So at 3 months I take the risk

Get the abortion

And shed a tear for the child that didn’t have a chance to exist