Why am I here?
Living in fear
living in chronic pain
everyday is all the same
No money I have
no promises I see
My life is my kids and me.
I won't let the pain stop me
from trying to be free
I want a little space
the love and support just to be:
A mother
A poet
A woman that is divine
All are gifts that one day will be mine
I just have to live
Fight the struggle everyday
that one day I maybe given the chance
to prove my worth
And say to all who never believed that I do belong on this earth!
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4 comments:
Another powerful poem. I'm proud of you!! Its hard to share your feelings like this. At least it is for me. I'm getting better with it.
It is very hard for me too but it is also very freeing as well.
Don't ya think?
I totally agree with you. I just recently felt comfortable enough to let people read what I wrote and it is very freeing.
For me it is truly hard because most of my life I have been misunderstood so when I write it down it is such a great release. Then to have people read and understand my poetry makes everything seem alright
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