by Ken Capps
The light seems sucked out from the room
Exhausted, panting, I struggle for breath,
My baby no longer in my womb
Where there should have been new life, only death.
There is no escape from my grief
Emotionally torn, I wail and cry ,
I have been robbed by a cruel thief
And all I need to know is, WHY?
No one knows the depth of my grief
The empty anguish of my pain,
How will I ever find relief
All efforts at comfort are in vain.
I know I must move on
But pain pierces me like a knife,
My beautiful, fragile child has gone
And I am left with a shattered life.
I focus and try to get along
Do what it takes, whatever the cost,
Do my best and try to be strong
And try to come to terms with my loss.