excluded
your secret language
I’ll never know
or understand
~
~
almost 9 months
something’s not right
~
the heartbeat
stopped —
the baby still needs
to be delivered
~
holding you
I’ve never felt
so helpless
~
we held him
we named him
~
he looked
so beautiful
so perfect
blood started
to seep out his nose
then all over
his face
~
my body froze
my heart screamed
~
ever since you died
I’ve wanted to believe
in a heaven
~
~
when we lost
our son
we lost
each other
~
we were shells
empty
hurting
voids
~
different ways
of grieving
disconnected
us
~
our raw pain
forced unrealistic
expectations
upon ourselves
~
feeling
emotionally abandoned
unable to help
heal
~
I’m sorry
I let you down
when you needed
me
~
I’m learning
to forgive
myself
~
~