~When I was young, I had everything

Except one major thing: a sibling

That was all I ever wanted

And I felt like I was being haunted

Or cursed to be alone

Despite having my own princess-like throne

I begged and I prayed to God

But it seemed that my wish was just a fraud

Years passed and I'm sixteen years old

Still the only child in this household

Until my mother accidentally slips

And the truth comes from her lips

That she was pregnant over a decade ago with my little sibling

But the pregnancy went wrong within a few days, and lost everything

The world around me stopped

And I felt like I had just been dropped

From the tallest of mountains

Feeling lost in my surroundings

I could've had someone

Someone I could make fun

And play with and fight and love

Oh how I would've loved them so much like putting on a perfect glove

Even though our mom seems to have forgotten you

I would rather go blue

Than to pretend you were never part

Of my life, my love, and my heart

Now I pray that you are in a better place

Where you'll always feel loved and embraced

My sweet little brother

Or my sweet little sister

No matter what you would do

I would always love you~

//...this is the most recent poem I wrote, just today. I found out a couple years ago that my mother had a miscarriage when I was about four or five years old. My mother acts like it was nothing but to me it was everything. I could've had a little sibling and I would've loved them. It still hurts like hell knowing I could've had that but didn't. But sometimes I try to think that it happened for the best. My dad's tough on me and says he would be worse if I were his son and not his daughter. If my mom had a boy, my dad could've damaged him mentally. So I think that I could've had a brother but fate decided that it was best that he didn't come into our world. But no matter what, I'll always remember and love them. Always.