My life has been shattered apart.
I'm trying not to break down and cry.
I live with a broken heart.
But still I strive and I try.
I am the unborn mother of an unborn child.
My head starts spinning as i think of the day my child died. I never got to hold him in my arms.
I never got to feel a mothers warmth.
And yet there's this yearning of me.
To love my child that never got to be.
