Unborn Child Part 1

A/N: This part is written from the babies point of view on how she felt about what her mother had done

Unborn Child Part 1

Tip, tap my heart beats

She'll sing me a soft, sweet melody

Thump, thump my feet go

Louder than the thunder 

I start to grow

Days pass and I grow stronger

Knowing she's there for me,

My heart beats louder

She doesn't know me,

But I know her

She is my protector

My light when all goes dark

And I know when all else fails

She will rise against it all

...Just for me...

Months pass and I grow more attached to her.

She will know who I am today

I am her unborn child

As she lays down staring into a box,

I suddenly feel something cold above my shield

She looks at the box with tears in her eyes

A smile bestowed upon her face

I feel her happiness pulsating through me

We are now connected as one

And soon enough I find myself smiling along with her

I am her unborn daughter

Her happiness turns into sadness

I am suddenly aware of the voices surrounding us

I ask her what I have done wrong

Wanting to know why my protector is sad

And as if she knows I am speaking to her, 

She puts her hands above me

Singing a soft, sweet melody

She hasn't answered me yet,

So I listen carefully to the voices surrounding us

I heard the words "unhealthy,"

And the word that caused my protector such great sadness

Death

What is this death they speak of?

Is it my protector that's going to die?

Or is it me?

I know that I am perfectly healthy,

So why do they say so otherwise?

Soon enough my protector leaves the voices and the box,

But with the sadness still heavy on her heart

Tip, tap her heart beats

Drip drop her tears fall down

Thump, thump my feet go

Letting her know that I am still here

Letting her know that I will always be there for her

And only her, just like she's done for me

A month flew by and we are still lost in this sadness

But through this month her and the voices have been speaking of a weapon

A weapon that will be used against me

Each day I have cried

Each day I have screamed my little heart out hoping she'll hear me

I am ok

Each day I grow bigger inside my shield of protection that she has provided for me

But each day she ignores my cries

Ignores my screams filled with agony

And soon, I know, she will take away this protection of mine

All I ask is for her forgiveness

I am sorry that I wasn't enough

But don’t use this weapon that gives you hope

It will stop me from growing

It will break our bond

You will abandon me

I am your unborn daughter

Didn’t they teach you not to turn your back on the ones you loved?

Because if they really taught you that, you wouldn't be abandoning me

If you truly know that,

Then does that mean that you have never loved me at all?

Please mother, I beg of you

Do not use this weapon

For it will break us apart

I am not ready mother

Just give me a few more months

I will prove to you, that I am a healthy child

The healthy child you so long to have

Did you use the weapon?

Because I am growing numb

I am growing weaker

My hands are trembling

My vision fading

My cries for your help are being silenced

My breath dying down

My heart slows to a slow pace

But in that slow pace it beats,

It beats for you

With the love that I have grown to have for you and only you

And with my last breath

And with my last heart beat

I speak the words I have longed to tell you

I love you, mother and only you

For only you can protect me

I love you mother

Even though you used the weapon against me

I forgive you, my protector

My light when I am in the dark

They take me out of my protection

You do not wish to see me

Hopefully one day, you'll come visit me in heaven mother

I would really like it if you came...

Because only then, will I be able to speak to you of my forgiveness of when you so willingly murdered me.

I am your unborn child.

I am your unborn daughter