I know people say life is complete
When you have family—
Parents, a sibling, a husband, a child.
But what they don’t say
Is how empty it feels
When they are just... there, yet mean N.O.T.H.I.N.G
My son, I protected you so fiercely
When you were inside me,
Filled with hope and purpose.
But now, I am not that person.
I am S.O.R.R.Y
Maybe in my next life,
I wish to be an orphan—
Not because I don’t want love,
But because I don’t want to look up,
Expecting hands to lift me,
Only to find N.O.T.H.I.N.G
At least then,
I will march forward without hesitation,
Without the weight of disappointment.
No comments:
Post a Comment