Status: My thoughts on a current event.
Robbed
You were the greatest thing, and now you're just a memory to let go of.
The clock reads 3:54. Silence is the enemy, rearing its sharp blade, showing no mercy. Salty tears create an ocean and fill this room, drowning every person that has gathered with each breath inhaled.
They wait, even after leaving the hospital. The father taps his foot continuously, staring blankly. The mother, her womb burns of the emptiness, the stillness, the anguish feeling of being robbed. What is this life anymore?
Just one cry, one scream would erase all the black dust that has settled into their souls. To know there was life within the infant.
It's 4:01.
Persistently, they wait.
They wait, even after leaving the hospital. The father taps his foot continuously, staring blankly. The mother, her womb burns of the emptiness, the stillness, the anguish feeling of being robbed. What is this life anymore?
Just one cry, one scream would erase all the black dust that has settled into their souls. To know there was life within the infant.
It's 4:01.
Persistently, they wait.
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This is a nightmare that my friend is unfortunately having to live through. She lost her baby this past week during labor and her daughter never got to take her first breath. This is a tragedy, and I simply wish I could take away all the pain from the entire family that knows of loss all too well. This is for them.