murdered before the exit of the womb
in this place that becomes my tomb
i had the chance for a first breath
now i only have a chance at death
taking my life before it even began
was this your hope, was this your plan?
my body just a waste of space?
I dare you to say that to my face
before they rip it to pieces
and my heart rate decreases
before the exit of the womb
my fragile eyes never saw the light of day
my mouth never had the chance to say
thank you for all you saved me from
for saving me from what I would have become
before the exit of the womb
no chance outside these bleeding walls
before the exit of the wound
my life is taken where darkness falls