Im Pregnant Poem by charlotte marie peachey

love is like oxygen
you cant live without it
we only need one thing
and that is men

there is one man you see
but this man isnt perfect
he did some thing terrible
something so bad,
he killed me.

lets start from the beginning
from where all this started
my life was going great
but one night i got home late

he pushed me and shoved me
he acussed and abused me
shouting i thought you loved me
i swore i didnt do it you didnt beleive

you shouted at me and said your dead b**ch
you left the house shouting behind you
ill be back youll see then your dead
i ran after you and shouted down the road
i didnt cheat i said

i went back in the house
i locked the door and closed the blinds
i climbed into bed and started to cry
slowly i began to close my eyes

as i slept
you crept
you raised the knife above my head
and as you stabbed my bed turned red

as i screamed you stabbed me more
when you finished you dropped the knife on the floor
you leaned over me and checked my pulse
i was still alive

you raised the double barreled shout gun
and shouted im going to shoot you
here it comes
i opened my eyes and said one last thing

before you shot me in the head
'im pregnant'
and now im dead
i didnt get the chance to be a mum

you took that away from me
and now i hate you its from me to you
but the baby in my womb was yours
and i didnt cheat

you were so angery you didnt see
i was at the doctors
i was pregnant with your baby
and now i had to leave

you shot me in the head
you filled me and your baby with lead
now your here with me
coz you emptyed the handgun barrel into your head