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Gudintent
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Time and time again the same routine you come you begin you have your pleasure you are contented you say all the sweet things you leave.
I on the other hand
Dread you coming I pretend to sleep even when im fully awake I cringe I struggle I give a million excuses sure they are lame all in the name of avoidance I freeze I close my eyes blocking out the reality I am thinking please hurry I hear the sweet talk but they are mere words I open my eyes its all over.
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cbase (m)
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this is touchin' and spirit lifting good work
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Gudintent
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I ask myself I dont know what to do I dont know what to say Not because there is nothing to say or do But because I feel the hurt I will leave you when I utter those words Am I being selfish? Should I be honest? Can you take the truth? Would your ego be hurt rather than your heart?
I have dropped hints I have struggled when I should have been a participant Yet you refuse to see the signs You carry on like we are good Are we good? Are you in denial? Do you know what my intentions are? Do you really know how I feel?
How do I express myself?
Or should the question be,
Where do we go from here?
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adebayo201 (m)
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Xactly wat i'm lukin  4. Gud jab@gudin 
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spikedcylinder
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I like the first one.
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Gudintent
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Thanks adebayo
Thanks spike
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Gudintent
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I am a wife I am a mother I am a friend I am the confidant I am the cook I am the cleaner I am the finance advisor I am the pillar that makes a home a home
The pressure! such pressure! I remembered being single all those nights i cry into my pillow all those days I envied married women Here I am In my own home Living my dream Yet the tears keep flowing
What did I do wrong What didn't I do where do I start Where does it all end
Where is my support I am considered to be the weak one Yet I am expected to be the warrior The one that stands when others fall I am expected to pick up the pieces Even when I am in pieces Who is my confidant Who is my friend Who is my helper
No don't feel sorry for me I love this life The flowing tears are joyful ones the Who is the family unit We lean on each other Through thick and thin We learn from each other we grow with each other Above all We have each other
I will not be a wife if I wasnt married I will not be a mother if I didnt have a man I will not be a friend If I had no one to care for I will not be a confidant if im not trusted I will not be a cook, if I had no one to cook for I will not be a cleaner, if there were no kids to make the home untidy I will not be a finance advisor, If we had no money
I will NOT be a pillar if there was no home
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Ajike
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this last one is a bomb. pregnant with so much messages
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