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Happy Fucking Mother's Day To Me
It's just another fucking day
Where I am unable to cope
I look around the world
And see everyone has moved on
But Me!
I look at all those women
Pregnant, flaunting their belly
A happy little baby growing
They get to be a mommy
Not Me!
Those women hold their bellies
Protective, and motherly
Referring to the unborn, by name
Awaiting their due date, excitedly
Like Me!
I was just like those women
I wouldn't wait for the baby
Couldn't await holding it
And it was time. Everyone elses time,
But mine!
Less than a year ago you were there
You were alive and healthy,
You were growing so fine inside
But then you weren't, then you left
Leaving Me!
My dear sweet baby where are you?
For I am filled with tears and pang
I live my life on, without you
Desperately learning to cope
But I can't!
So, now 9 months later, here I am
Sitting here in pain, without my girl
Staring at mothers smiling at their babies
Looking forward to Mother's Day
But I lack a baby to look at
A daughter to hold in my arms
To see myself within her
That child I went the best for
The child I would give my life for
The child I would have done anything
I would have done everything.
For my unborn-dead baby
It's a Happy Fucking Mother's Day to me!
Where I am unable to cope
I look around the world
And see everyone has moved on
But Me!
I look at all those women
Pregnant, flaunting their belly
A happy little baby growing
They get to be a mommy
Not Me!
Those women hold their bellies
Protective, and motherly
Referring to the unborn, by name
Awaiting their due date, excitedly
Like Me!
I was just like those women
I wouldn't wait for the baby
Couldn't await holding it
And it was time. Everyone elses time,
But mine!
Less than a year ago you were there
You were alive and healthy,
You were growing so fine inside
But then you weren't, then you left
Leaving Me!
My dear sweet baby where are you?
For I am filled with tears and pang
I live my life on, without you
Desperately learning to cope
But I can't!
So, now 9 months later, here I am
Sitting here in pain, without my girl
Staring at mothers smiling at their babies
Looking forward to Mother's Day
But I lack a baby to look at
A daughter to hold in my arms
To see myself within her
That child I went the best for
The child I would give my life for
The child I would have done anything
I would have done everything.
For my unborn-dead baby
It's a Happy Fucking Mother's Day to me!
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