Death Before Birth
jesus tell me how a life so pure,
so sweet
could be ripped apart before it could start
a baby's life torn at the seams
do you know how this will haunt me,
how it will burden my innermost dreams
I feel life slipping from me aswell as I sink lower in this deep depression,
the bubble of air rises in my throat but the words I wish to say wont form,
why dare you take its life.
My child that was never to be born.
but even I as I lay here trying to accept what I know to be true
I can only be so human enough to beg,
to get on my knees and wish all the pain away,
to you oh my lord,
to pray...
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