I don’t expect
understanding
In fact I expect
the judgment
I expect the
whispers
Because I know
there is no understanding
When you have
emptied your home of every piece of clothing that belonged to your daughter you
buried, then maybe I could see you understanding.
When you wake
up still 4 months later looking for your daughter, then maybe I’ll say you
know.
When your
world is no longer the same because you’ve lost a huge part of you then you
will see.
When you have
carried a child for 9 months, given birth & given your everything to
protect that child & have to lose them, then maybe you will know.
When every
event your child is missing from hurts you,
When every
second you’re breathing your heart is aching then you can understand.
When you
start to see your daughter in every baby you see, then you will get it.
When you’ve
tried to block out everything to avoid a break down,
When you need
your mother to talk to & you realize she isn’t there either,
Then you will
understand.
You will know
what my pain really feels like.
You will know
why nothing you say or do affects me in every way.
You will know
your opinion of me doesn’t matter to me.
You will know
I expect you to judge me, because you know no better.
Because you
have no clue how my heart aches.
You have no
idea the loss I feel as a mother, daughter, & a friend.
When you close
your eyes & see the day you gave birth so beautiful & then close your
eyes & see the day you buried your child so painful, then you will see why
you are so small in my life & why nothing you say bothers me.
Because truth
is, my world is bigger than you are.
My problems
are more important than you & my life is about so much more than what
someone has to say about me.
You don’t understand
me, you sit & judge me because to you, you’re so much better than someone
like me but me, this woman you judge…
You have no
clue who I am & what I am faced with…
& I am
stronger than you will ever be.
So sit there
& judge, with out understanding.
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