What a Lucky Duck

A trauma only a select group can understand…

I had no choice but to feel the pain…

You went on, laughing with your friends, probably scamming on the next girl…

I told you what was going on…

You told me that you would be there.

You lied.

A life existed within me.

I had to endure it on my own as the life died inside of me.

It did not stop there.

I told you I was scared.

You were too busy.

As you continued to live as though I never existed in your life, not only did I have to endure the emotional pain of the lies you told, my physical body still had to carry a part you.

I expected you to be better.

This was a part of you.

Just because you close your eyes and pretend it isn’t happening, does not make it less real.

“Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you.” (Jeremiah 1:5)

I had no choice but to feel the pain…

You had the option to avoid it… And you did.

What a lucky duck…

Like what you read? Give Ara Ray a round of applause.

From a quick cheer to a standing ovation, clap to show how much you enjoyed this story.