Chronic Pain
No one believes me, they say it’s in my head
But half of the time, I can not even get out of bed.
Then the day came, A new specialist
Let’s see if today I can make a fist.
They said they believe me, but let’s just wait and see
Let’s find out if they can help me become pain-free.
Medication, once again, will this ever end
I dream of living pain-free just like my best friend.
Pains in my legs, pains in my chest
I just wish my body could be the best.
Another flare-up of agony and torment
But what you see is someone who’s content.
Lots of pain, assistance dog training
I never thought they would tell me Belle was failing.
By my side, Belle stayed, ensuring she could help me again
Cuddles and kisses she gave me each day
But in bed I remained.
The day COVID hit, our spirits were wild
As we had just found out, we were expecting our first child.
As time went by, we remained overjoyed
As we found out, we were having a boy.
The pain remained, but I smiled.
I couldn’t contain the excitement for our first child.
28 weeks Pregnant came fast, the doctor sent me for a scan
I never knew it would be my last; that’s when the pain really began.
I’m sorry, Miss. Your son is deceased
Those are the worst words to say, the least.
Tears and pain flooded over me.
Why oh why, how could this be?
Hours passed, then it was time.
To deliver our boy, who was all mine.
Bottom first, he came into the world with hope inside us for a cry
My oh my, how our faces turned. Please tell us he did not die.
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