12 October 2012
I would of turned a smile but every little part of me burned with agonising pain
A pain that keeps growing like cancer, slowly killing me as I walk, breathe, live
But why live? That value of me has gone, a part of me that has disintegrated and demolished.
Missing like a limb, raw and spurting with oxygenised blood. An emotional burden, a deep ridged wound, You couldn't of healed me
At least she's gone to a better place now A much better world, Expecting the unexpected Marshmallows and tress Pinks and yellow mellow
Oh heart of mine, grieve no more, She's gone to a better place Nature turned an evil eye and snatched her From my screaming womb
What pain would you imagine to feel? To experience? I live with this "gorgeous" nature, the same nature that stole my growing baby from me.
It was all a fate waiting in my womb
12.10.2012 ©Hazera Begum
Waiting In My Womb • Opuss № I