I must confess, I don't know what to do.
you tell me that you're having our child,
and you think that I'm elated, but you
don't see the apprehension that is piled
beneath the surface. Every time you need
me to comfort you, I find it quite hard
to let you go. Everyday nature helps feed
the life inside you, but I see a shard
drifting closer and closer to your hand
and I keep on worrying that you will
stab yourself and forever leave this land.
I want you to know that you both fill
my heart with love. With me I want you to stay
and never ever ever go away.