Nicole Pritchard

A mother\'s scream

In my arms, a fragile form does lie

Racing against time, with a mother\'s sigh

The world outside moves fast, but in here, it\'s slow

A delicate balance, where every step I know

 

I walk on eggshells, with every breath I take

Monitoring each heartbeat, for a life at stake

The uncertainty loom, like a shadow on the wall

But in the moments between, our bond stand tall

 

In the ICU\'s sterile glow, I sit and wait

Machines beeping softly, a fragile heartbeat

The world outside fades, as I hold on tight

Praying for stability, in the dark night 

 

In the ICU\'s quiet hours, I\'m lost in fear

A loneliness that grips, no one else draws near

They can\'t know my pain, unless they\'ve walked my floor

And held their child\'s hand, in the darkness I\'ve endured

 

Sometimes I step outside, and scream in the night

In silence, I scream, to let the pain subside

A moment release, from the weight I\'ve tried to hide

 

When health allows, my child\'s spirit takes flight

Unbridled joy, in the warmth of day\'s light

But in the darkness, fear\'s chill begin to creep

And I\'m left with the weight, of a love that must keep 

 

In this dance of unknowns, I hold on tight

To the laughter, the tears, and the quiet nights

For in the end, it\'s not the answers that I\'ve found

But the love we share, that makes this journey profound