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It's always not beautiful when things take a toll on oneself. This poem is about how a woman felt when she was shattered from inside, full of pain and agony.
It’s always not beautiful when things take a toll on oneself. This poem is about how a woman felt when she was shattered from inside, full of pain and agony.
I have nothing to say
I really have nothing left to say
I don’t know what to talk about
I don’t know what to argue about
I don’t know what to convince about
I don’t know what to apologise about
Don’t know what to ask for
Don’t know what to give
Don’t know where I stand with you
Don’t know where I stand without you
Can’t beg for love
Can’t beg for respect
Can’t beg you to let me be myself
Can’t beg you to be there for me
Can’t beg to be allowed to be a human with emotions
I just have to be
Like a piece of log
Lifeless emotionless mindless
To live with you
I just feel
Like a dog looking up to his master
For some care and affection
For a sense of belonging and some dignity
Like a constantly humiliated, worthless creature in your life
There is no anger
There is no rage
There is no resentment
But only disappointment and hopelessness
Despite trying my level best to adjust in all situations,
Despite trying to explain in the politest of words & to the best of my capability and expression
I only feel misunderstood by my better half for reasons best known to him
I feel totally defeated and betrayed by the vows of marriage
And am at the end of my human capacity to bear more
I can’t fake happiness anymore
I can’t live so superficial any more
I want to break free from this cycle of constant tears and depression
Sometimes i think life should end
But my mind tells me
No, this emotional abuse should end
This torturous living should end !
And henceforthe that shall be.
I am my own responsibility, I am my own decision maker… I choose to live… free, happy and self dependant… from the shackles of this patriarchal society… married or single… temporary or permanent, fat or fit… I accept my emotions, my flaws, my strengths and myself.
Image source: A still from the series Baghyalakshmi
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