The Prison
This is my prison,
My Cell, bound by love.
A love without reasoning,
My inner strength withered.
A shadow of what once was,
Strong woman, vibrant and full.
They take it all, my beautiful children.
The constant bikering, the noise.
Ive become so numb to it all.
Like a machine, plug me in damn it!
Every step forward, such a struggle.
Im so tired, I could run
Of course I dont.
My babies need me, Im a shadow
All sucked out of me, all my self worth,
Allways guilt, give, give, give, until I've nothing left!
Why?!...this must be self abuse.....because,
One day, to turn and look,
Upon an angelic face, bursting with love,
And hope, a sweet smile, and everything...
Everything is great, my lifes purpose.
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