Not a thank you for all that I do
Not a hug nor a kiss
Not a card with sweet words in it
Nothing was expected but gratitude for all that I do
Our conversations became about
work and paying the bills, the workers and their madness, my past life and who was in it.
Our conversations are never about making things better for a change
It’s always the same complains
I’m stuck in the middle
Fed up and afraid
I’m tired of always living this way
I feel more like a slave than a daughter, sister, or lover
Trapped between enemies of both sides of the families
I keep silent but my voice inside is trying to shout out
I need help
Help to heal me from this pain of self doubt and continuous anger
I need someone to hug me and say thank you for the little things you do
To hear that I love you sincerely with a voice of a vision so rare
Illuminate my soul with laughter
Rather than continuously pointing fingers and making demands
I need joy, peace and less agony
I need to free my spirit and regain my positive mentality
Optimistic D3Vi
Such a deep pain combined with feelings…
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