3 days
3 days
They asked me 3 days to reconsider
No compulsion, they said
Then mentioned my children
While they know
Or they don't?
Yes, they must be perfectly aware
That there isn't stronger compulsion for a mother
Than her children
So 3 more days to reconsider
But I'm done with thinking
And explaining
And reasoning
And mentioning my rights
Everything is ticked
Yet the pressure did not end
It became stronger instead
And got trickier and stickier
Using my own dreams
Against my own willpower
Painting beautiful pictures in front of my eyes
Of a life I once dreamed of
Mentioning an ideal situation
I spent a decade
Pretending to be living in
Hiding from everyone and from myself the fact
That I was not
3 days
I'm fasting
Not eating
Not drinking
Not speaking
Not reasoning
Just being
I let this river take me
I surrender
To the Lord of this river
And of every being
As I know He won't let my heart bleed
And will take me
Where I really belong
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