My Rights

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


I wrote this a few years ago when struggling with some major life changes and the fear that created for me. Suffering with depression, I often couldn't explain outwardly how I was feeling, so
written words became my escape as they have so often through my life. Although nobody read them, I wasn't that brave, it helped me write them and gain some control over the emotions by doing so.

Submitted: February 28, 2018

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I have a right to my feelings, they create the who and what in me.

At any one time I can be grown woman or small child.

I am scared, fearful, unsure, lonely, frightened and weak.

I am brave, confident, beautiful, laughing, excited and strong.

My feelings cause me great sorrow.

My feelings give me great joy.

They take me to the heights of passion.

They drag me to the depths of despair.

I shout my feelings aloud, so proud.

I hide my feelings, bury them deep.

I can feel one emotion, display another.

I am smiling outside, crying within; an understanding exterior, anger at source.

I try so hard to be what others would have me be;

To adapt, change, suppress and hide the true essence.

But the strength is draining; I am tired.

And so, now the barriers and pretence crumble and fall.

Confused?

Hey…….So am I.


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