at first by marci parker

At first, remember how you promised?

It would be soft and tender,

A loving feeling to remember.

But, instead . . .

You made me feel like a whore,

My body laid out in front of your eyes to adore.

And I wondered how this could be,

We were finally together, you and me

I was only a piece of flesh,

No loving thing

,And that was the night this angel was stripped of her wings.

You hurt me, caused pain

And what was I to gain?

This tiny life that is inside,

When I found out I could have died.

Something that once had the chance to be so sweet

Turned out to be nothing to you but a piece of meat.

The pain I felt,

My heart you made melt.

This pain can never be recovered,

Because I will always have a reminder of my first lover.

Something he will not see for a while.

He does not know that we made a child.