Stillness in the night! I rocked the empty cradle, swaying left and right, hoping to find the truth within you.

Strapped up for this fight! My husband knew what was coming, so he held on tight. Blew me away when he snatched my knife and gave me you.

Bless our baby, please! No matter how hard I wish for things to be, I understand that it isn’t meant to be. So, I slave away religiously, and that very soon we will meet.

Stillness in the night! We rocked our empty seats, swinging left and right, holding on to you and the faded truth.

Stillbirth is the worst! Leave me alone, buried alive in a hearse, until my existence becomes nonexistent in the futuristic universe.

Blessed baby, please! No matter how hard we wish for things to be, we understand that it isn’t meant to be. So, we wave the demons away slowly, praying to reunite again in eternity.

Paint me Bleu, I will always love you.

Original Poem by Eternity G. Bleu. All Rights Reserved 2022 ©️

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