lonely ship

No, this is not just words.

This is a whirlwind of emotions.

A hurricane of fears and doubts

That engulfs a young woman in its relentless vortex.

She is alone, lost in a sea of decisions.

No, this is not a whim.

It's a crossroads in which she finds herself trapped.

A dilemma that steals her sleep and peace,

As she wrestles between what she feels and what they tell her.

No, this is not in her head.

It's a burden she carries in her womb.

A secret that consumes her from within,

While she looks at the world from a different perspective.

No, this is not false.

It's the reality she faces every day.

Judgmental glances, whispers of condemnation,

And the pressure of a society that dictates her destiny.

She is operating solely on instincts and input.

Every beat of her heart reminds her of the difficult choice.

No, this is not what you perceive.

But it's her truth, her struggle, her story.

A story of a very young girl

Facing the complexity of abortion

In a world that often doesn't understand her pain.