fingers poised
over the helpless baby
every single breath a struggle
not supported on her own
life is provided by a miracle machine
out of my control
time tortures my soul
her precious blue eyes full of fear
wishing to go back
just a few hour past
where the world was not present
my prayers echo
as screams for help
my child lie there
no control
wrapping her tiny fingers
around on of my own
grasping gently
only requesting comfort
my mind racing
searching for answers
not knowing the hidden cost
she will never be the same
if she lives through today
she is my child
I won't give up on her
nothing can stop my love
for my baby