Unborn
With the breaths they never took
In the back of my throat
And their mother’s dead hope
Tight roping my soul
My heart has never been so cold
Cause all they know is shatter dreams
And broken homes
And a sorrow that sorry just doesn’t make right…
Listen to the tears
Cause even a baby who is born still born
Still cries through there mother’s eyes
You see a mother puts her life in a child so in a way
They both died inside…
Now the question
God why?
Runs parallel to the thoughts of suicide in her mind
She can only fantasize of what it’s like
To feel her child’s heart beat against hers
But deaf skies don’t answer prayers
And fallen angels don’t fly quite the same
After they’ve felt the pain of hell’s pavement
Just imagine
What it’s like to have your first breath taken
And swapped with your last
Just ask the father who never got to hear his son’s laugh
He’ll tell you everything with just one look…
The only reason he still smiles
Is because his hopes are hooked on the bed of clouds
His son rests his head on
And every night he climbs on the roofs of stars
Sings lullabies in the sky
So his voice can become his arms
Just so he can put his hands on his son’s heart as he majestically sleeps
And every key he sings unlocks
Galaxies of unborn dreams
So he and his son
Can fly free like fireflies
Burning the night skies
And right before the sunrises
He quietly tip toes on moonbeams
Gently stepping over cracked wings
Back to a backward where
The only thing that swings on the swing set is the wind
Now See by then his son’s silent screams woke me
And he was choking on the last words of his song
Never wanting it to end…
Through the blurs of my soul’s window
I watched him
And couldn’t help but think that
The only thing worse than dying
Is never getting the chance to live.
