With shoulders dropped and feeble arms outstretched, a heavy heart is defeated by circumstance By one's own volition to create life, the other, the lover, plans their escape Now the rest that I can't get off my chest We're waiting for it The blood was thicker than the water of the womb We're orbiting the truth This all became a huge mistake It's conversation for procreation's sake Let's stifle our regrets because we always do what's best This empty void is reminiscent of the night the stars collapsed around the beckoning headlights We held our breath The ever-growing conviction Just throw it all away With guilt controlling the movements When she told me, I felt nothing God forbid I feel anything The ambulance arrived to find that no one had survived, save for just one child