And even after stillbirth, still a baby, still hurts
Still cursed, I steal your maybes, and is steel worth it?
What could aid me?
I need each person
Brave enough to **** persons
My feels certain, this is not a drill
Curtains
thick enough to keep furtive
If light begins to till
Soil, salty we can't grow
Sultry sonning from those mills
Air, thin and you can't cope
Youre rolling up the hill
hoping it's remote
but, grief stoked to hear from you
Coated in deceit
Sit patient and retreat
your soul old, enough to beat
It was cold
Your knees tore up by the sleet
I watched u blink
It was dark then there was heat
Your baby swaddled in those sheets, still
Your heart begins to beat