TeselaDavis9
First and foremost, I would like to start this out by saying I am incredibly sorry to anyone who resonates with this poem. Losing a baby is not fair and is the worst kind of pain.
This poem was written for my baby Oliver, who unfortunately passed away in my arms at 26 days old. It has been a long battle of grief and rage all in one huge ball of fire. Some days the fire grows so large it is uncontrollable.