My Lost Son

To who i never get to meet. Hi am jane. I was ur mother am sorry we never met. Am sorry my life was a mess when u got in. This is a letter to my died young child. The pain i felt was sharp. It made me so slow. Am sorry i made you sit alone. You were blood and formed and died, right in my arms. Am sorry you got caught up in my messy lilife. Maybe you left for a reason your life waz gone before it bagan. Oh never mind am sorry am being so emotional. I was suppose to be ur mother. To my unborn child Am sorry to who i never met. Sorry for the chances i never took. Am sorry for the risk i underestimated. When you do your life is over before it began. Am sorry to whom i never loved i could have done better. Mostly to my unborn. Am so sorry for the pages u never write and for the life u never got.