I'm bleeding again, it fills me with despair,
Grieving the unborn, feeling burdened by the weight I bear.
I blame myself, though it's not my fault to bear,
I'm just a womb, a vessel, left to painfully tear.
Cramping overwhelms me, I feel so weak,
Aching for the child I can't seem to keep.
Please forgive me, I wish I were stronger,
To hold onto this life a little longer.
It's not anyone's fault, the chromosomes gone awry,
A fragile placenta, unable to comply.
I can't delay the inevitable, the end draws near,
The waters have broken, my heart is gripped with fear.
The cervix begins to open, prematurely it seems,
This unborn soul, lost within my dreams.
Why can't I hold on, just a little while,
Until they're ready to enter the world with a smile?
I'm just a womb, my plea goes unheard,
Left to endure this heartache, each loss unreserved.
But I'll keep on trying, hoping one day I'll find,
A pregnancy that thrives, bringing joy intertwined.
In the depths of my pain, my voice cries out,
For solace, for comfort, for answers without a doubt.
I'm only a womb, burdened and torn,
But I'll keep on fighting, even when I'm worn.
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Paradox Of Life
PoetryCollection of poems about life and its challenges including friendship, loneliness, aloneness, love, depression, grief, betrayal and much more.
