Daughter by birth
woman by name
but something inside me
is not the same
as I rage against the night
fight for sleep that will not come.
Feeling so much alone, the only one
with the dream of a normal life.
More that his wife
to be mother to his child
feel it inside and I try to hide
from the reality
that "woman"
is not me.
Hope rested on my shoulders for a while
like a butterfly touching down
wings fragile it flew away
before I could ask it to stay it was gone.
Vacated by the body that betrays
what should be mine in most basic ways.
He loves me I know but the chance to grow
as a family.... will it ever be?
If I am not woman...
will I ever be
me?
....I wrote this years ago after my first miscarriage. I actually had a butterfly tattoo placed on my shoulder for my first child (Adam). Then, a second on my other shoulder for MC #2 (Jaqueline Rose). Just thought I'd share it with you all.
DX 11/9/03
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Miracle Baby Boy Rivelino, born too early to live on October 6, 2004 at 24 weeks and 6 days. Never to be forgotten, always to be remembered, forever my source of inspiration.
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Married 7-25-02
PCOS Diagnosed Nov 02'
Bi Polar Diagnosed Feb 08'
Current meds~ Lithium&Celexa
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Daughter by birth
woman by name
but something inside me
is not the same
as I rage against the night
fight for sleep that will not come.
Feeling so much alone, the only one
with the dream of a normal life.
More that his wife
to be mother to his child
feel it inside and I try to hide
from the reality
that "woman"
is not me.
Hope rested on my shoulders for a while
like a butterfly touching down
wings fragile it flew away
before I could ask it to stay it was gone.
Vacated by the body that betrays
what should be mine in most basic ways.
He loves me I know but the chance to grow
as a family.... will it ever be?
If I am not woman...
will I ever be
me?
....I wrote this years ago after my first miscarriage. I actually had a butterfly tattoo placed on my shoulder for my first child (Adam). Then, a second on my other shoulder for MC #2 (Jaqueline Rose). Just thought I'd share it with you all.
I just wanted to say that your poem is buetiful and that it made me cry because I to suffered a miscarriage a few years back after trying so hard, it is a awful thing but us woman can fight this and stay strong because miracles do come true honey, I have 2 little boys now ages one and two and what a joy it has been even though it was a struggle and thinking to myself that I would never have kids, stay strong and the poem was GREAT!!!
"Broken" by Katrina m. Brown 
