momma 15 on her knnes with the morning sickness....all hopes lost......
trying to get hte feel of what medication can soon take as a loss......
she kneels and prays to the needles filled with sin that she swears is holy'er than the cross............
in te hhospital her blood hits the floor with wrist wet from sweat with the voodoo charms....as th enurse puts hte 4lb baby in its mommas arms.........
Baby Trell is his written name....but this baby has no chance cuz his mommas the numbre one player in the heroine game.........
with 15 perscriptions to help him live his life....he is thought to reclaim his crib....
while his momma now 16 wonders tonight why the father wont come back and help raise this baby boy right...........
she lays her baby down to rest.....only to come back to find no air rising this baby's chest.........
shes screams n she cries LORD WHY YOU KEEP TRYIN TO TAKE MY BABY TO THE SKIES..........
her body bleeds n convulses as teh withdrawls set her into alarm....not with hte needle in her arm did she think it would ever bring her baby this much harm.........
the small casket is laid into the ground........never again will this addicted baby breath another sound.........

dedicated to dagrlrmqable..............this is ya peice and no its not about hre its just for hre.........so no dumb ideas.........gurl..............hope yo ulike it HAZY