we are not the sum of all our parts
we are so much more,
(even the parts that have gone missing)
i want so much from the rest of my life
like purpose and contentment
like the privilege of helping them grow
and it seems to be within reach
and at night i almost suffocate myself
into my own pillow
from fear that this has all just been
a magnificent dream
Less Than 1%: Surviving My Stillborn 