Why...A Poem by Jeannette MedlockQuestions a curious women continues to ask on a daily, monthly, yearly basis believing she will ask until her ending day and hour in hopes that before she does she gets answers.
Why...oh why oh dear may I ask these things
I daily fear nor dare to be no longer near A curious mind unclear to total distraction that constantly battles in warfare to stay near. Fear..from her beganing until a year made curious women's life completely impaired. Bruised beat and abandoned, rejected, humiliated, mentally, physically, sexually, bullied in family in world daily, everyday from morning to night constantly abused. She questions her curiosity as to why, what's this worth for me in this world I'm only used for me there's no use. © 2016 Jeannette MedlockFeatured Review
Reviews
|
Stats
460 Views
4 Reviews Added on April 16, 2016 Last Updated on April 16, 2016 AuthorJeannette MedlockLos Angeles, CAAboutI'm a bit different than the world, others see me as strange, aggressive and outspoken to what my mind, heart and spirit desires to let out of my mouth. Imagination is indeed the key in my life that c.. more..Writing
|