Forever i can remember the longing of children,

Having my own from you to grow.

Not the same as others around me, that much i knew.

Loops and hoops, tangled in emotions that i felt,

as you didn’t give me the life every woman should be dealt.

Anger built a red mist in my sights, all i felt was pain,

pain that lasts and forever will remain.

Why couldn’t you give me one egg of life, oh please…

The useless body i have, if not to create life then what?

Over and over not feeling complete.

Never will I hear my children’s tiny feet.

 

3rdofthe3rd.

This piece of writing is for all the women who have PCOS or cannot naturally reproduce. I feel your pain and pray that you find another way to be complete within this life.

Keep Smiling.