Monday, August 13, 2007

Feelings

Day in day out without a doubt, I don't know what to do

no love respect or passion, do I ever feel from you.

I cook and clean and care for all, my work it never ends

and when ones feelings do get hurt, it me who makes amends

I get up in the late night hours, so you can get some sleep

I do this out of love for you, and try to keep the peace

My body now is not so young, and tired I do get

I hide my pain from all to see, lonely tears I've alone wept

It seems you do not see me, for the person that I am

Always I am telling myself, I can, I can, I can.

There is no meaningful talks, or a loving gesture

all that fills my heart, is sadness that does festor.

My life is feels so empty, no happiness do I see

I want to crawl in a corner, and there be left to be.

For you it may not matter, like nothing is wrong

It is always me, who has to stand there being strong.

The strength is slowly leaves me, no more can I now do

what happens next with all of this, is now left up to you.

 

written by: Cindy L. Sawn  August 2007

 

 

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

Cindy that poem is so sad ~ but beautifully written ~ Ally x

Anonymous said...

This wonderful you go for it and enter.Iv'e been there in th epast.Take Care God Bless kath
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Anonymous said...

This wonderful you go for it and enter.Iv'e been there in th epast.Take Care God Bless kath
astoriasand http://journals.aol.co.uk/astoriasand/MYSIMPLERHYMES

Anonymous said...

Very nice, as always.
Sug

Anonymous said...

I think that poem comes from the heart of many of us woman that live in similar shoes as you. Well said, wonderful poem
Love
Sis

Anonymous said...

U Have a very nice talent....i love it....speak alot.......brinqz out a typ a work i never see

Anonymous said...

{{{Cindy}}} That was truly from the heart!
Lisa

Anonymous said...

Cindy they are truly lovely, well done and thanx for sharing...
Helen xoxo

Anonymous said...

Great poems your wondeful..
visit again soon

Lucy said...

Wonderful poem. It is sad but I have felt so much like that poem says in feal time. Thank you, Cindy. Lucy