Childbirth

Stay with me, Lord I beseech you,

This pain has many a hue,

None do, you hear my plea,

Lord I beseech you, stay with me.

The pain implodes, breaks my will,

My scream shatters the tranquil,

The little someone in me arrives,

Breaks my will, the pain implodes.

I should almost die for it to live,

Have nothing else left to give,

Every breath, every beat of mine,

For it to live, I should almost die.