Rock a bye baby, dont cry too much.
Mother's in the bedroom, blood dripping down.
Mother is sick, baby won't stop.
Mother is hopeless, baby is hoarse.
Baby is hungry, mother won't stop.
Baby is dying, slowly inside.
Baby is numb, baby is broken.
Baby hears mother screaming, screaming at nothing.
Baby grows up hating life, baby doesn't understand why this happened to baby.
Baby is crying, all dressed in black.
Mother is dead, buried that day.
She was so sick, baby is broken inside and out.
Baby is done.
YOU ARE READING
Mindful poems
PoetrySo, I don't usually write anymore. But sometimes I do get in my feelings and write something that ends up going here. So enjoy and please if you ever feel down and like this talk to someone don't be like me and keep it all in.
