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It happened again,
all my hoping, all my praying
all my crying, did nothing for me,

It changed nothing,
it helped to think
that maybe something,
would be different this time
but it wasn't,

It always ends this way,
it will never change
something's wrong, 
and nothing's right

I constant hear,
of others happiness
and pure bliss,
I can't stand it
because for me,
it's only pure misery

How can I bring myself, 
to be happy
over someone's gain,
and my lost

The answer is,
I can't
if I did, I would be lying,
to myself and to them

How can I be close,
to the closest of me
when what we share,
is not the same
and my hearts in so much pain,
and I fear it will never change

The very thought,
that it's happening
to so many other people,
and not me, is what kills me

So many women,
carrying blessings
everlasting gifts,
ones they can treasure forever

I would give my all, 
to have a chance to carry my miracle
my blessing, my gift from god,
a child of mine

My body has failed me deeply,
or did I fail my body
have I done something wrong,

I look back,
to all the months that I lost
and come to a conclusion,
it was all my fault

I'm all alone,
to what I feel inside
nobody ever sees,
the tears I cry

I know I'm not alone,
to all the pain 
that goes around,
but in my heart I feel
the worlds ENTIRELY left out...






(March 1999)
lost my baby last year 
hoping for a miracle.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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January 28, 2009 at 7:55 AM
The emotion comes through your words. I agree with Michael. Only God holds the answers. I think most will relate to times like this in their lives. We get through them the best that we can. My thoughts and prayers go with you. Karen
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January 18, 2009 at 10:34 AM
Tyesha - wow - like with the other poem where does one begin to comment for whatever is said could never be enough - There are no answers to the questions that you are asking - only God knows the answer and all we can do is accept the fate given to us - I know how hard it is to write out your pain but I also know the therapeutic value of it - I pray that you will someday find peace once again - God Bless, keep on writing, MJ
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January 17, 2009 at 11:01 PM
I feel your pain and sadness in this write. Your healing is in your writing. You will be in my prayers.
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January 17, 2009 at 12:48 PM
oh this is so so sad write, still though penned really well, I felt your pain from begining to end while I know it will not ease to take away what you are going through, I wish I could but I'm ever so sorry truly for your pain your in my prayers I do hope for you the best this is a truly heartfelt write and I'm putting it in my favs. thank you for sharing this huge piece of your heart with all of us I'm honored to have read it
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