When will I ever learn to forgive myself.

Every single day that passes by, there is never a time when you’re not in my mind.
To live each day and not be able to forget, only indicates to me that I still regret.
I feel emptiness in my heart and tears in my eyes, guilt that tears me apart as it carries on through time.
I don’t know what my life would have been like if I had you in my womb, your birth would have taken place next month which is quite very soon.
I miss you my child and I want you to know, that every single while it is you I want to hold.
I still regret the day on which your death took place, I’ll find you my baby, through the stars I will go chase.
All I do is sit quietly like any other, who is contemplating the faces of future mothers.
I look around the world and little faces could be you, but that’s silly you’re gone and sadly that’s the truth.
I miss you so much and I will always lament, that your death was nothing but a painful request.
I’m hollow without you and I can’t seem to confide, that I am a traitor who simply defied.
The rules of life is to confront what you make, I’d rather let you go than consider you a mistake.
Unseen you are but beloved you’ll always be, I carried you for two months and now I’ll never get the chance to see.
I don’t know if this was meant to be but I am thankful that I let, God place you inside me but your evanescence I will always, regret.
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