I never got to hold you,
to sooth you when you cried,
I never got to pick your name,
or even realize.
10 tiny fingers and 10 tiny toes,
very few people even know,
How heaven gained a little angel,
whose wings were just to small,
to hold you here on earth,
with your dad and I.
my love for you will never falter.
everyday it grows stronger.
say hello to grandma,
she'll sing you lullabies,
she hold you tight with all her might
until its my time.

Screaming, just like your mother, Screaming, just like your father, Demons screaming, pleading. The anger and frustration, just like your father you’ll end up in jail. Marking the days on the wall, waiting to get out just to fall. The thoughts the actions, just like your mother you’re covered in scars. Marking up your wrists with a razor blade clenched in your fists.  How do you live? Screaming, inside there is feeling, pleading with this monster, and fighting the voices in your head. Cloud your brain with angel dust. Search your veins for reason, only to find lies filling around you with no meaning. Trying to find a way to deal, to lose the feelings you don’t want to feel. The best way is killing you slowly and you’re letting it. You’re alive but you’re not living. You’ll jump in but you’re not swimming. When you look in the mirror do you even see? You’re not a person, just a collage of what you don’t want to be. “You’re ugly”, “you’re fat”, “you *****”, “you *****”, and you can’t take it anymore. You’re dead because you’re screaming. You’re just like your mother and just like your father. There is no line in between and you’ll fade away trying to find the seam.