I feel like my heart is torn
Shredded into pieces.
I’m alone and not alone and feel alone and not alone and sometimes lonely and sometimes free.
I miss my family.
I want to create a family of my own
But then again,
I’m alone
So alone.
Even when I’m not, I am.
No one knows my deepest pain.
I’m afraid I’m going to die soon
Without kids
I’m afraid no man will take me for a wife.
I’m so afraid
I want to scream
I feel in a void
Without a partner, without a family.
No one tastes the food I make.
I’m all alone.
Inside and out
Alone.
What does my being even mean?
I beg God to embrace me
No man does.
I don’t.
Please God help me.

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