Why
Does It Have
to
be Me?
Why does it have to
be me?
to feel this emptiness
To have nothing in
my being
that'd bring such
happiness....
Why can't I be complete?
to have what others
share
To feel the love inside
me grow
and nuture it and
care....
Why can't I have that
joy
that brings so much
pride
In knowing that it's
all mine
growing deep inside....
Why can't I share the
happiness
that only a child
brings
To feel the warmth
in a hug
to see such cheesy
grins....
Why do I feel such
heartache
each time I look around
me
And see a young girl
with a child -
the gift of life denied
me....
Why do I feel so hurt
and lost
with emptiness inside
That precious gift
I want to share -
why am I denied?
Why? Why? Why?
Why can't have the
joy
To hold a babe in
my arms -
a precious girl or
boy....
Will I ever have the
chance
to have a part of
me
Born into my world
of love,
as nature intended
it to be....
For It's all I ever
wanted,
all I dreamed my life
to be
And now I feel so
incomplete -
Why does it have to
be me?
© Christina
26th January, 2001
I guess one can see
what this poem is about....it is a very personal poem about a very personal
and distressing topic that many women face today. Infertility. The sense
of not being able to share the joy in having your own baby - the joys,
the sorrow, and all that goes with having children. And also the emptiness,
frustration and the feeling of being incomplete. The title says it all
what women who endure this feel ~
"why does it have
to be me??"
