Overwhelmed

Hanible

I called out 

Still sitting here under the covers

You was a miscarriage

But you made it

In my heart so deep

I held you while I sleep

I though I heard your heart beat

I called out 

Still sitting here 

Letting go these tears 

This feeling will never disappear 

Losing you would always be my fear 

Bare with me there's a lot going on upstairs 

A lonely man sitting in the corner on the floor

  • Author: Hanible (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 14th, 2024 04:39
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 23
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  • sorenbarrett

    A poem of distress and agitation. Nicely expressed.



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