I Can Do Hard Things

This is a poem that I wrote not long after my miscarriage.  I’m quite proud of it, as I feel it really tells quite honestly what I was feeling and what I still feel sometimes.

I Can Do Hard Things

My greatest dream

vanishes in a flash

My body screams in pain

protesting what can’t be

undone

I can’t even cry.

I’m empty

A monthy reminder

keeps the hunger fresh

for the unsatisfied need

But

I Can Do Hard Things.