It is done.

I’ve kept my emotions, thoughts and feelings close to my chest on this one. I haven’t expressed much but silently supported her. In my own way I’ve prayed. I almost lit a candle last night. I was hoping this time would be different. I hoped the hearts of the MEN would be softened, and I silently wished a woman could be in on the decision making. I think I’ve eaten everything in my cupboards 

I am so disappointed. I found this today. I don’t know how to process this other than pull away. My tears will be silent and my heart will hurt and somehow I will continue my daily activities. I will attend church and pray that no one even mentions it. I don’t have the guts to tell them to stop and I hate myself for that.

 

Imprisoned Trust
Dark
Disturbing
Twisted in all its glory
Broken
Cracked
Tortured to submission
Drowning
Dying
Lost in memories
Blending
Blurring
Days come together
Waiting
Stirring
The door opens again
Tears
Crying
Another onslaught begins
Pain
Blood
Stabbed in the back
Dark
Disturbing
I trust again

Hopi Butler
Nov 19, 2011