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Through My First Unborn
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Through My First Unborn |
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Jessica
since 2001-06-28
Posts 350South AL 
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Mistakes Regrets I’m sorry Forget Never that Now there’s no turning back Now there’s something I lack How it could have been Will always be a question and never a fact Involved in these sessions This self- therapy And I really can’t tell if I’m helping me This stained memory will carry on further Did I save my future or did I commit a murder? And if I’m a murderer why can’t I kill my past? Time travels fast and the emptiness is vast I’ve made it my known craft To make decisions that are bad Not saying that I’m proud I’m just a truth telling gal No matter how foul This is the truth about my child That I never gave a chance To breathe the breath of life How trife could I be? Sweetie, I’m sorry Mommy didn’t know any better at the time Now the only time I feel at peace Is within the scheme of my rhyme Young and so wise Is what’s seen through other eyes Living for myself has been the head of my demise Now my feet wish to rewind My body calls out cries My heart is not at ease When I deny you were alive I can picture your pretty eyes As the tears fall down mine You were a victim of circumstance That I chose to leave behind On the other side of the phone line Your grandmother must ask where she went wrong When her daughter would give up life for the price of a song Or the feel of a poem She just couldn’t see that I didn’t have a choice Or maybe I couldn’t see that I chose my voice over you Such a need to be heard I threw away the center- piece of my puzzle So confused All I ever wanted was to do right by you Give you the life you deserved All you deserved was the life How could I be so blind? How could I give up the fight? I could have done it without daddy by my side I could have given you all the love I’ve got inside I could have made all right So forgive me, precious love Don’t hold it against me I know your looking down above Please give me the strength I seek Because of you I know I have to be the best that I could be Make it in this world to the highest degree To give purpose to a decision made so falsely There is no changing what I have done I have to try to make it So the choice was the right one Excuses there are none My days I regard with scorn Seeking ultimate salvation Through My First Unborn |
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darkstar Member
since 2000-08-09
Posts 230Port Richey, Fl, USA |
Wow, that was awesome. I had three miscarriages so I can almost relate. I know what it's like to sit there and wonder what could have been. I'm sorry for what happened. I know it must have been very hard for you to make that decision. *darkstar* |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Your poem was so well done showing the internal pain caused by these types of decisions in life. I hope you find some peace for yourself in your writing if this is from your own life experience. |
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ThUnDeRkYsS Senior Member
since 1999-09-23
Posts 727Wisconsin |
This is awesome sweetie, such heartfelt pain and regret... everything happens for some reason, we all make mistakes, just be sure to learn from it and continue on. Thats all anybody could ask for. Strive for higher levels, if they seem out of reach... Grow, and they will get closer. |
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LadyPeach1 Member
since 2001-06-04
Posts 282 |
That was one of THE BEST poems I've ever read on Dark passions. That poem just totally drew me in and trapped me. That was so beautiful, you expressed your feelings so beautifully. I'm so sorry for what happened. Everything will be ok! Take care. LP1 |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Oh my... Ouch, m'friend. I KNOW. |
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