That (was the) Day

I crept to bed so slow that night
Not looking forward to the next day
I thought about why I was doing this
He didn't deserve what was coming his way.

The day came and fear fell from my eyes
and now that I think back to that day,
Everything moved so slow. As if
giving me time to back away.

I waited what seemed like an eternity
But really, it was only two hours
And before I knew it, they called my name and
My mouth started to go sour.

I entered a small room and
Again I was given a chance to back down
I was too scared to speak up and
the time came to lift my gown.

I was in position, and everything went fuzzy
I don't remember all, my mind must have went wild
I don't dare to recall it because that was the day
That I killed my unborn child.