She stood-surrounded by darkness.
So dark, she could not see her hand in front of her face.
So dark, so cold, so alone.
How did she get here?
When did the darkness consume her?
How will she ever find her way out?
Dare she try?
Does anyone even know she's down here?
Do they realize the depth of her darkness?
The facade is so heavy.
She cannot carry it anymore.
The masks she has worn have made her lose herself.
Where does she go from here?
Is there anyone who would dare come down this far?
What would happen if they knew?
If they knew she chose death over life.
Would they condemn her?
Would they turn her away?
How does she find her way out?
Could she really release this pain?
Could she really let it go?
This secret has suffocated her.
It has swallowed her whole.
She has buried it so deep inside.
Yet, it is always on the surface.
The truth of her choice.
The pain of that choice.
But it was her choice after all.
A choice she made.
A choice she thought would make everything stay the same.
She was never the same.
She knew it the minute she was in that room.
She would never be the same.
Oh, but they would never know that.
She would hide her pain behind that painted smile.
She would hide it so well,
she almost convinced herself she was fine.
But deep down the darkness began to envelop her.
It began to swallow every piece of her.
Though, she would never show them.
They would never understand.
The sin is too great.
But alas, there is ONE.
One who took all the sins of this world onto himself.
One that came to set the captives free-
Even the captives who chose abortion.
Yes, even those.
He brings light into their darkness.
He heals the wounds that have remained opened.
He binds up the brokenhearted.
And makes a way for all-
Even those who chose abortion.