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Silently begging you to ask Wishing I could bend your mind to the task Inside my head I chant "Just say something" But I sit there quietl..

Sitting here listening to silence I poured my heart into a letter and sent it You sit there playing a game I wonder if I matter to you at all You ..

A sad day, obviously this says a lot about how I feel about myself. =/

This poem I wrote for a friend when she went through her second miscarriage.

I cannot feel the little one that used to be inside of me Awakened from hopeful dreams, my little one as its cruel theme I know, I know just what ..

I feel so lonesome, so painfully forlorn My precious baby grew inside of me, until one fateful morn Though I'd never known her, never seen her fac..

I sit at my desk crying alone looking at a site of mother's poems Sobbing and sniffing I go to lay frantically wiping my tears away I know the..

Short one =/

Miscarriage, this one is special to me being the only one I wrote after having my first miscarriage and finding myself pregnant again.

Miscarriage, short but to the point.