Vincent Nemo 2015

Wandering through a maze of halls

Can bring some to fall

The feeling of an empty middle

Can leave you feeling as if you have just heard a sick riddle

To go through this there is no treatment

It takes your own personal commitment

I got lost in your willingness to learn and dream with me

I lost my happiness along the way

And the true person I wanted to be

Trying to think what all it could mean in the start

I wanted it to be us three

You were unable to care of us two

I unable to get the chance to hold the other part growing in me

When you body starts to chance the excitement begins

You being that this can become true

But then when you receive the news

Of the loss of you before I could even meet you

As the doctors speak it seams as if it is only a dream

A lost reality if a broken hearted scream

Wishing I could go back to yesterday and hug your tummy tight once again

Realizing it was not just hard on me

But also you as well

You turn to run to the east coast

On a new dream and a roller coaster ride

Leaving me, alone now not two but only me, just one

Thought swarm around of what could have been for us three

Coming to the conclusion today I would have been 15weeks along

Yet I am sitting here flat tummy

Not going to be a mummy

Your name would have been Vincent