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The Fatal Fall: A Brave Poetic Journey Through Miscarriage

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The Fatal Fall

The Fatal Fall
The Fatal Fall
I am haunted everyday
By the image of
what should have been
your face.

There was a corner in my room
That was set aside for you
Every time I passed by
I died a little more inside

I remember the first time
I felt your touch
It was a moment of bliss, a joyous rush

I remember hearing your heartbeat for
The first time next to mine
And counting your ten fingers and toes

Oh how I loved you so much, though I
Haven’t seen your face
But then it all faded away
On that dreadful day

I was laying there face down
Incapacitated, I felt my heart pounding,
Pounding as if it was about to
Leap out of my chest.

I cried for help, but the empty room
Swallowed up my every attempt.
I felt my chest tightened,
My lungs collapsed.

Then there was a warm gush of liquid
Running down my thighs
My body grew cold and
The room pitch black.

When I opened my eyes the first person
I thought of was you.
I held my tummy, but you weren’t there
With much scrutiny,

My eyes searched the room
For my little bundle wrapped in blue
But to my disappointment the only thing I
Saw in blue was a man in scrubs

Then I heard him say,
“I’m so sorry.”
Those words immediately created a void,
An emptiness, a huge vacuum!

I wanted to yell, I wanted to scream
But the physical and emotional pain I
Felt were far too surreal

Beneath my breath I cursed,
‘Damn you Mother Nature,
You took the life right out of me!’

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