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by lindzy Jul 22, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
One innocent thing In all my existance That I have now soiled With my dark resistance My resistance to it Even being alive I didn't know How I would survive What do I do? I'm not ready for this A child is joyfull And happiness and bliss Not a mistake That causes your tears Not something that Is one of your fears I should be celebrating And dancing about Not trembling and crying And wanting to shout My innocent babe Did nothing wrong I tried to be brave And tried to stay strong I wanted it gone To never have been So I would be free And my rep would be clean I miss my babe now That it never was Miss it more than anything Like a mom does ~*goodbye*~