HOUSEWIFE

HOUSEWIFE

I always took sea for granted
just like my life.
But an accident happened
and i became a housewife.

I thought dreams are like sky, 
which gives birth to clouds.
But now i am around plates,
counting my hidden wounds.

I am no Shakespeare,
i know it for sure.
But i always thought i could
write something good,
to escape me from my 
to be or not to be situation.
Now in the sink 
suicides my salvation.

Life slipped from my mind
and now she is not mine.
How can i free myself
or invent a new one instead?

Cause i am fed up 
with housekeeping, ironing,
washing and cooking.
Cause i am fed up
with listening in silence
and trying to keep the balance.
Cause i am fed up
with me and i want to be free,
to change my world.
Oh Lord, make me say the word...
Let me.