I have seen the darkness

Smelt the fear in love

Heard the cry of my soul

You left without words

Left me pinning for more of you

More of you I longed for

For you have left me with simple pain

Your eyes never opened

Never opened a new chapter with you

With you I longed to walk

Walk into a future filled with bliss

Bliss a foreign concept to me

To me you were a perfection

Perfection yet with simple pain

My unborn

Unborn into a fragile filled earth

Earth rotating without my consent

Consent to live without your love

Your love was my world baby

Baby you have left my embrace

Embrace my simple pain

This immense love I have inside

Inside my now empty saddened womb

Womb that now needs healing

Healing from what is left of me

Me part of everything that died

Died without feeling a numbing suffering

Simple pain i lie

The hurt and the healer collide

Collide to grieve the loss of a child

A child i never held

Held in my damned heart

Damned to a lifetime of sorrow

Sorrow paralyzing every inch of me

Simple pain that burns

Simple pain

More of excruciating pain

So much of numbing pain

A lot of unquenchable pain

Less of understanding pain

Being unimaginable pain

Not so simple pain

Take away my pain child

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This poem is about the devastating grief that follows the loss of an unborn child and the emotional struggle of trying to make sense of a love that continues even after death. It explores the contradiction between calling grief “simple pain” while revealing that the pain is anything but simple.

The loss is portrayed as a wound that affects every part of life, leaving behind unanswered questions, broken dreams, and a deep longing for a child who never had the chance to experience the world.

The poem mourns not only the child but also the future that was imagined for them. There is sorrow over milestones that will never happen, eyes that will never open, walks that will never be taken together, and a life that will never unfold. The unborn child is described as perfect and deeply loved, making the loss even more painful.

The empty womb becomes a symbol of both physical and emotional absence, representing the gap left behind by a life that was anticipated with hope and excitement.

At its heart, the poem captures the complexity of grief after pregnancy loss. It shows how love and pain can exist side by side, with healing and hurt constantly colliding. The repeated references to pain evolve throughout the poem, moving from “simple pain” to something excruciating, numbing, unquenchable, and unimaginable.

This progression highlights the difficulty of expressing such profound sorrow in words. Ultimately, the poem is a lament for a child who was deeply cherished, a reflection on the enduring bond between parent and child, and an acknowledgment that some losses leave scars that are carried for a lifetime.