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Scary dreams, darkened skys, down from the sky, angels cry, tummy clutched in shaking arms, dont it dare be there, or gone, once to be a mother at fifteen, lost in blood and stress and drugs, from a prisoner of rape, to one day able to be free, darkened dreams, falling skys, up from hell the devil survives, come and torment sweet innocent thoughts, tears falling, as darkness takes over the plot, happy mother, loving dad, i see my baby and i holding hands, his hand rubbing my tummy so soft, but its not tone at all, a large round lump sticks up, gosh, somehow i just felt it kick, and the dreams remain sweet for moments then, wake up in the middle of the night, a familliar appartment is all in sight, plus my baby sprawled out on the bed, the way he sleeps like a rock, he almost looks dead, but to the bathroom i soon do walk, i gotta go potty, no time to stop and talk, arms wrap around stomach pain, fall down on cool tile, try to breath in vain, crimpson, look, watch as i bleed, not again, oh no, this couldnt be, NIIIIIICKK!! its all i can scream, NIIIICKKKK! as i sit there and bleed, stunned, shocked, a broken heart, he hears my calls, an urgent sound, races down the hall and stops at what hes found, his girlfriend, sitting on the bathroom floor, shaking, bleeding, a miscarrage as the source, oh god, oh gosh, its all he thinks, then he stops, looks in my eyes, and sees, my lips are quivering, paused on his name, the sound, my stomach clutched, my arms suddenly fall down, he comes over wraps me bloodily in his arms, shh its okay, his words are magick charms, the tears come fast, their pouring out, they mix with his, we're both crying now, goodbye our baby, goodbye our love, up to heaven, sleep tight above, time to shower, off the remains, then restless sleep again, hello my baby, hello my love, i lost our baby, ive broke our heart...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 4/23/2010 9:22:00 AM
You have shared deep stuff in most of your writes, better yet in all of your writes .Is this story true I imagine it is..Thanks for the advice on my niece..p.d.
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Date: 4/8/2010 8:12:00 AM
This is very sad Rain. My heart goes out to you. Take care.
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Date: 3/25/2010 12:54:00 PM
Oh, Rain..after reading the inspiration for this write, I am even more saddened because at 15 you experienced a mighty trauma...I'm glad that you've been strong through it all...thank God for that..I pray that you will overcome your fears for the future...try to think positive things, ok? I believe what St. Paul tells us.. pls don't find this offensive.."Greater is he that is within you than he who is in the world." You will be alright..take care little one..and God bless you... Love, Audrey
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Date: 3/25/2010 10:39:00 AM
wow.....its good but sad...very sad
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Date: 3/25/2010 9:19:00 AM
i keep having dreams about a house/appartment, and my dreams always tell me things, but so the appartment/house always looks just about the same, and its always nick and i, but sometimes its just us; sometimes its us and im pregnate, sometimes its us and a little girl, or a little boy, or both, or im pregnate with one and the other is a little kid...and then the other night, i had one where i had this miscarrage and it scared the hell out of me, but i needed to write about it, so this came.
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Date: 3/25/2010 9:17:00 AM
possibly because of the miscarrage and the cyst i have on my ovary apparently. im 16 though, and my baby is 22. inside im a lot older, so its not like hes looking for some little girl, i just match his maturity levels. im as ready to settle down as he is. but anyways, naturally being in love and all, we talk about having kids one day, and we both would love to...id have his kid tomorrow if i could, if we could afford it, and could be together...if we were that ready....we almost are. but anyways
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Date: 3/25/2010 9:15:00 AM
Well, this was actually a dream i had. When i was 15 i was raped and had a miscarrage that i didnt know about for a little while. the only way i knew was my intuition and thinking back on it...it was actually my fault i think because at that time i was popping pills and drinking and trying to die; all effects of being raped. i lost the baby and it still kinda hurts, except that i know its better this way. one of my biggest fears is not being able to have kids; im not sure why im so scared of it
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Date: 3/24/2010 9:18:00 PM
Rain, you are very gifted...I'm sure you already know this..please don't stop writing..The imagery is is great...this is written well...Great job! Peace, Audrey
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Date: 3/24/2010 1:46:00 PM
This is heartbreaking...an experience that others can never hope to understand, unless it has happened to them. So sorry, it this happened to you....the loss is hard to imagine. love, Carrie
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Date: 3/24/2010 11:57:00 AM
Very powerful write Rain - I found the most poignant line "time to shower, off the remains" - This speaks volumes to me - Thankyou so much for sharing such an emotional and heartfelt write Rain - Most powerful poem that I have read today - Thanks -:)
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Date: 3/24/2010 11:48:00 AM
Unfortunately this happens all too often in life. You captured this pain very well. Thank you for sharing this moment.....very well done. Tony
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Date: 3/24/2010 11:37:00 AM
Great write on a topic that many women have experienced and will find helpful to release feeling that sometimes are pent up when this happens.. Also, fathers that are hurt by this in their lives will benefit by reading this..Keep the emotive pen flowing. Sara
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