I’m

struggling to break free but you keep pulling me in until there is nowhere else to go.

I want to be doing more but, right now I’m doing the things I hate to do the most.

No time to say it all for I’m running out of steam. 

I’m starting to lose myself in the middle of it and I know I don’t want to do this anymore.

As I fall apart like a tired old women, I hurt on the outside as much as I do on the inside. 

I try to find some relief but, they know that down quite quickly leaving me so hopeless. 

But, I’m here today to fight back for who I am and I will say no and I will escape this hell I’m in for nothing you can say or do will keep me around. 

I will walk away and I won’t be quite about it, there is so much I can stand. 

I live for only one man and nothing your money can do for me that he has not yet done for me already. 

One day you will wish you had used me better and had given me more rest for I am no longer useful for you. 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes