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tierney morris Dec 2024
I feel as though I cannot talk about my loss
It feels so taboo
But how am I supposed to spend this Christmas missing you
You wouldn’t be here yet but it feels your already forgotten
I still have nightmares about the day I found out I lost you
Sometimes I sit there minding my business and I feel the pain in my chest
I still have a habit of putting my hands on my tummy to let you know I’m still here
I yearn to continue to protect
I punish myself every day telling myself that it’s somehow my fault you died
Despite doing everything in my power
My body failed me and it lied
You were dead for weeks while i celebrated and was impatient
Watching my false bump grow
For the day id see you big on that screen with your daddy adjacent
Instead I’ve lost you both because the loss turned me into a monster
The grief turned me into someone I don’t even recognise and the mummy you know; I’ve lost her
All I wanted was to be a mother and a wife and it feels like it’ll never happen
The greif came along and killed her like an assassin
I want to find myself again, so daddy can someday love me once more
But my soul since I lost you both has been left so torn
I wish I had died that day I had to say goodbye
So I didn’t have to live this life without you both by my side
I never wanted it to end up like this and I wish I didn’t let me break my spirit
But now all I want is to join you up there with a visit
I miss a face I have never seen and a smile that will never beam
And a child I will only ever get to hold in my heart
I hope I make you proud and I’m sorry I lost your daddy
And I hope that while mummy cannot be there with you to keep you safe
That you are truly happy
I miss you my angel, more than you’ll ever know
While I’m not a religious person I look for you in the sky
I promise I’ll do my best to continue to grow
Until someday I get to call your special spot in heaven my home
I will never stop continuing to fight for me and your father to work out
So we can give you a sibling that can have a piece of you with them
And we can someday talk about you and shout
Until then I hold you in my memories
And keep you in my heart
And soon we will no longer be apart
Bear Morris-Graham | 07.07.24
Kayla Eve Aug 2024
looking in the mirror,
holding my tummy,
grasping the memory of yesterday.

for it seems like yesterday
my baby was with me,
her body shared with mine.

I've etched my skin
with art for her,
but it's not good enough.

I shed countless tears for her,
gave her my liveliness,
but only for eight weeks.
It wasn't good enough.

I wanted to give her life,
everything she deserved.
my baby shouldn't have paid for my err.

I will love her for life,
and wait for her to return.
EJ Lee Aug 2024
I will meet you one day
Our time together was so short
But I loved every minute
I was ok with the nausea
It meant you were ok
The prospects of the future
Were utter bliss
As we carefully chose
Your potential name

Sadly it didn't last very long
I knew something was wrong
That you were no longer here
It nearly broke my heart
As I never got to meet you
see you grow
Or become the person you were
Never meant to be

No one could have prepared
Me for this kind of grief
The emotional loss
Having it completely
Out of my control
Questioning whether or not
It was meant to be
This time

You were loved by both of us
And one day
we will meet you
Not today
Maybe not tomorrow
Or anytime soon
But when it's our time
We will be reunited
And see your beautiful soul
Grow to what you
were meant to be
Jan 30, 2024
Shevaun Stonem Dec 2023
She can not understand
how much a heart can desire
something it never had.
Those little hands and little toes
soft coos and a tiny, button-nose.
Wrapped in white, an angel sleeping,
peaceful and drowsy,
with all the angels waiting.
With hands that don't know how to stay
and cries are all to communicate,
a darling angel grows and cleaves,
relying on one for all she needs.
And wherever in Heaven she may be,
your lonely mother waits for thee.
Chelsea Lyons Nov 2023
I am all too familiar an acquaintance with the shower floor
What once was my youthful escape from
The tumultuous beasts lying just outside the
Shower curtain
My favorite hiding place in a den of demons
Who were supposed to keep me safe
Have become a cutthroat reminder of
The soul reaching pain I’ve experienced
Underneath the endless stream of
steaming waterfall
Where my piercing screams of agony rang out
Once it sunk in that even the most convincing ruse of love could drown me
And leave me washed ashore with nothing but anguish choking my lungs
Where I had to watch helplessly as my contained ocean dotted with silky bubbles
Was overtaken by a tidal wave of crimson
That washed away a pure melody of laughter
That I never had the privilege to make
to my earshot
A pint size smile that never crossed my gaze
A love I will always carry but
could never give
What was once my sanctuary is now haunted with ghosts of grief
My once sweet escape is now what I’ll forever wish to flee.
Probably the most raw poem I’ve written in a long time.
Dia Nov 2023
I lay wanting to have you in my arms
I lay wondering what we would’ve have
I lay in distress
I lay
I wanted to meet you
Birdie Oct 2023
It’s been a year now since I held your life.
Over a year since I saw you leave me.
Over 12 months since I let you go,
I wish I hadn’t.
I wish I’d kept you close,
Given you some dignity and
A real place to rest.
My numb shock sent you out to sea.
I have a space within me where you were,
A space that I can’t fill for now.
But I will hold your name in my heart,
Till I can make you a family.
Living souls to cling to,
Heartbeats to meet you at the shore.
And say…
’Hello Teddy, we never forgot you’
A very personal write, this one is dedicated to my angel. The little life I didn’t know existed until it was gone 🤍
jǫrð Sep 2023
B
Crimson rivers ran on my skin
And within, an ache
Resembled the itch of death
I had met in passing

Weeping in shadows
I locked the door and
When I called his name
He was delivered into my hands

He was the springtime
You felt inside of me
Born to autumn
His father's favorite season
History: Baldr and the Misteltoe
Abby Apr 2023
Once filled with joy, hope and
Enormous energy
I am suddenly
Empty balloons scattered about
One my heart
One my womb
My body has deflated
My soul has gone flat
I am empty
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