Monday, February 13, 2012

Powerless

Written by

JAMartin

JAMartin

Fri, April 17, 2009

Powerless

 

I hear a scream, a weakened cry

And run to be there by her side

I know at once the pain she wears

Is much more than a child should bear

 

I close the door and dim the light

I wrap her in my arms real tight

I cry her tears, I feel her pain

I wish to take it all away

 

I feel as though it's all my fault

I suffered many years myself

Still too young to understand

Her agony is in command

 

Powerless and so afraid

She cowers close, she seems so frail

I try to calm her racing heart

Without myself falling apart

 

For now her pain and fear are true

And I must help her see it through

I rock her back and forth and pray

That it won't last too long today

 

We lay together, close and still

I wipe away the tears that spill

From beautiful and frightened eyes

Her body all but paralyzed

 

I whisper in her tiny ear

That it's ok now, mommy's here

Close your eyes, it won't be long

And I will stay until it's gone

 

Her head pressed hard against my chest

She feels some comfort, starts to rest

She slowly drifts away to sleep

I watch her breathe, I softly weep

4/18/09 7:46am

I hope this doesn't happen too often.  That was a heart rending and also well written poem.

4/18/09 9:41am

I have always thought that the pain of children should always humble us when we think we are in the worst pain. I often look outside myself and within myself to realize that our woes from migraines are magnified to those without defenses.

 

Your poem continually tugs my heartstrings until each tear has made its slow descent to the end of this instrument of compassion.

 

Wishing you both all the best. I can also see it from the other side when my very own herioine, my mother, did the same for me when I was a child. Thank you.

4/27/09 11:44am

Your poem gave me chills - and my sincere prayer for your little one.  Having raised a daughter with moderate - severe asthma, I realize that every parent would rather take this kind of pain upon themselves than see a child go through it.

Anonymous
Karla Newton
4/27/09 1:15pm

I loved your poem.  It speaks for so  many of us moms with little ones who also have migraine.  It is always a belssing to know we are not alone.  Thank you so much for sharing.  We are all on this road together!  KD Austin, Tx

4/30/09 2:14pm

Yet know that you are such a comfort to her.