what do you do?A Poem by Shimae ParksPlease do not read this poem to talk bad about it I just needed to clear my head and only here I feel I need to express myself! (Note from Author) What do you do when you have had enough trying to figure out why you are so sad feel mad at times just because you have tried so hard but still it isnt enough the tears I feel down my face is the same tears I felt when I lost my baby and still feel the hurt I still feel the hurt we tried for years and still nothings here I read all the ways but still empty inside wish I could wipe away my tears and never cry again because just thinking about it Just rewinding it in my head trying to not cry trying to not cry trying to not hurt trying to just brush it off and keep on living knowing that one day I will conceive again I just wish it didnt take going through every month hoping that u will come just to see that red devil Show up realizing some day you will show when that day comes I will know I will just know the kicks in my stomach heck the sickness is a comin getting wierd symptoms when your really not there gosh why does a womens body change when nothings there hope it changes soon hope you'll come soon hope to hear your cry hope u dont die R.I.P my baby coming in July now that you have gone I know its been so long please send down your brother please send down your sister for now right now I feel like giving up waking up going to sleep dreaming feels like a dream with no sleep wondering worrying making my self sick hoping praying that this pain will go away no one knows what im going through not a clue I'm not like you I wish I knew if it was me or you they said it was true it might of been you but how could this be if we conceived how could this be when I've seen ok.. ok... I'll go to sleep
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1 Review Added on June 22, 2014 Last Updated on June 22, 2014 AuthorShimae ParksLas Vegas , NVAboutAbout a year ago, I started writing T.V shows and short stories just for fun. At this time I am looking to receive feed back on my work, its kind of a funny story, none of my friends on Facebook reall.. more.. |

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