Thoughts | Imamother

amother

Sat, May 06 2023, 10:17 pm

I whip him each day with my eyes.
He falls inside but still stands.
The time we spend together.
Only suffocates us further.
Watching others living large and free.
But our underground oasis.
Has turned to prison and hell.

The depth of regret.
Questioning our choices.
The family we grew is breaking.
Why did we bind ourselves for life.
When the darkness I bring.
Blackens your hopeful sheen.
And the choices you have made.
Stole my safety and pride.
In love we were so blind.

A little girl looms over my shoulder.
Long nights, her tear-soaked hair.
The screams she heard wrecked her.
The violence tore her apart.
I still don’t feel safe.

Love came.
We taped me together.
But I’m down on my knees again.
And I’ve taken you with me this time.
There’s got to be another path.
Without all this fury and lack.
But my hatred has turned the air black.
And we’re alone in this underground maze.

I am blocked, locked, lost.
There are other roads, wider and freer.
Reaching with shaky hands.
Please let me reach one.
This war I’ve got to win.
It will build us.
Or break us.