The world will keep turning
Everyone will keep moving on in their life
But I can't!
You should be here
You should have gotten to live your life.
You should have opened your eyes
And you certainly should not have died.
You were born sleeping
You never got to be.
People act like you never existed
Even though you were stillborn,
You were still-born.
I wish the world could just stop, or even slow down
Just so I can recover a little.
I won't ever move on
Even if others do
You can't just get over this
You are not a cold
So I will remember you
Even tough memories are few.
-Olivia
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It's like a wildfire.
Once it starts,
It engulfs you.
It won't leave you alone.
You can't get rid of it,
It won't give up.
Just as you think you are being freed,
It gets you again.
It won't let go.
What is it?
GRIEF!
YOU ARE READING
Stillborn brother poems
PoetryThis is a book of my poems that I wrote to help me from day to day with loosing my little brothers. They were both stillborn 10 months apart when I was 4almost 5 and 5 almost 6. Their names are Ethan Noah and Kaleb Anthony. I will forever be adding...
