Never again will I carry a child
Never feel the kicks
I find solace in my son but still I cry and ache for the children I can no longer have
I morn that part of me that has been cut away,
It's left me damaged
No longer whole
Barely a woman
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Dark corners of my mind
PoetryThis collection of poems are from my numerous journals. I started writing around 8/9 years ago to help me through an extremely difficult time in life, when my rheumatoid arthritis was crippling me. Even though what I write is quite dark it helped m...
