The Morning After
Once it happens
Be it in the day or night
You wonder what was the purpose
Of even putting up a fight
Tears, dirt, and blood may stain your clothes
Just another reminder until the day you get old
Of that horrible night or day
Always questioning "what if i had walked the other way?"
If you have the courage you go and get checked
After all the test... all they can do is give you a pill...
The morning after is more than just a pill
The morning after is the day you question whats real......
Copyright © Monica Nealy | Year Posted 2009
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