Little Unwanted

This letter Im writing to you, my little unwanted,
This isn't even something I want someone to hear, so it will never be flaunted,
I'm sorry you were not planned, and I'm sorry you were not made out of love,
The truth is, I didn't want this and I'm sure you're father didn't plan further or above,
I'm so sorry, I have to do this, and I'm sure you know by now,
There just isn't space in my life for a little person, who reminds me of that night,
You don't deserve this, but neither do you deserve the truth someday when you're right,
How will I tell you, you're father, the person who made you, was a rapist and cold at heart?
How will I look you in the eyes and tell you, how you remind me of him, and what he did to me?
I know if I'm strong I could do this for both of us, but I'm not strong so you see,
My only option is to stop feeling guilty and dirty and end this for both of us,
So you see my decision has been made for me, even though I wish someone would be there for you to cuddle you and to fuss,

I don't know what I'm doing, even though I find myself thinking of you're innocent face,
I think, how I would have loved to make you a blanket that's blue and on the sides lace,
I think of how you would have loved me no matter what,
And you would always look up to me foe help, with no maybe or but,
I know you would be beautiful, just like you're dad had looks,
Lets just hope you would have had my heart and the kindness only found in books,
Nobody knows about you, and I think it's better, so I could grieve on my own,
But now I know you are there, and soon, I will once again be alone,
IM not sure I will be able to say goodbye to you, so i will have to go with you,
So I could help and protect you from further danger, heartache and keep you new..

Im sure if someone ever wonders or asks about me and you, the will find the answer right here,
My little unwanted this is our last day, and my last time to explain what happened, with a dried up tear.