Once the sun rose and fell on my face, My smile lit up the room, And my walk was full of grace. You loved my laugh, The sound of my voice, My flirting eyes, And my lips so moist. Now here we are... Six moons past, Every moring I wake, Wondering if it's to be our last. Everything I do, Everything I say, Never pleases you, I wonder why you stay. I go to work, I clean this house, I care for our child, I long for my spouse. So many things...you take for granted, Or critize, Or patronize. You never look at me with love in those eyes, Only regret, The darkness in your eyes makes me feel so small inside, For no matter how hard I try...You diminish all my pride. I will never be what you want of me, Please let me go, Please set me Free....
Reason for writing:
Title: from the Karyn White song "superwomen"
I always feel like my husband wants me to be...well... some kind of "superwoman" I guess. He's looking for Mrs."Perfection" and there is no such thing. No matter what I do it's not good enough for him....hmmmm????
Birth sign: Gemini
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