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This a poem that i wrote about who i feel after giving birth to my stillborn son, Adonis |
| the wings of an angel cut deep prayers unanswered rang in the air riping the hearts out of many, more so mine every night i would go to sleep and thank God darling dear baby within my womb more presious to me than the thought of breathing gave my all to do right and keep him safe all the time even all that i did was not enough how can i go on in this world alone? everyone can see how the wings of an angel cut deep people do not understand what is going on in the mind do they pretend to care or acknowledge why? yes they do but why should i cry? you know my baby died during pregnancy at eight months so now i wont have another out of fear really could not handle it again in this life everything is mean-less to me now when the wings of an angel cut deep down |