Soul

She nervously paces the empty hall
And quiet tears start to fall,
But she just stares at a blank white wall.

Her torn heart starts to pound and race
As the doctor informs her of this dreadful fate.
She falls to her knees, realizing it's too late.

She sobs and crumples the tissue into a ball.
"Your newborn didn't have a chance at all,"
He said as she stared at a blank white wall.