The Unborn, Reborn child.
Still I bleed, needlessly
For all that could have been
But never will be
This blood
To bleed or not to bleed
The gift of life
To bleed no more
Β
What was meant to be
May never have been
Meant to be
Was it meant to be?
Undone before it began
A life taken or a death prefented
A cycle with an ending
A father without a daughter
A father without a son
A childless marriage
A life without meaning?
It doesn't matter
For all I know
It ends with me
Everything ends with me.












