silence                                    May 24, 2016
you said you are ready to marry
me now but you do not know
how to handle me properly
and you want to change me
of course i want to cry
you want to make me talk
make me brave
make me close
make me not shy
and you want to do this
by not talking to me
you are not ready to marry me
if you do not love me
as God made me
and you do not know
the first thing about love
if you want to change me
if you want me to talk more
to be braver, closer, less shy
just love me honestly
don’t play these filthy games
all you will get from me this way
is angry
and quieter
i will talk less and less
until we do not speak at all

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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