October

October, I just found out I’m possessed
and it might not stop until I rest
Now I find it hard to sleep
to smile, to breathe, to weep
I hold your heavy heart in my hands
as we start to change all our plans
A world made again from scratch
Life is an empty canvas with a catch
October, I told them about the things I’ve seen
so they had to take a part of me
There’s no home for our unborn child
Let’s just pray this winter is mild
But I hear disapointment in your voice
So we fight as if I had any choice
Yet I know we’ll end up at the start
and the promise that death will do us part
October, can’t stand the thought I might lose this
Your eyes and our daugther’s kiss
or your anxious hand on my cheek
as you search for a sign I feel weak
And now, I think my head will burst
But I refuse to prepare for the worst
I refuse to let it choose the day
I refuse to let this spark of life just fade away