Oppressed

You can't see that I am oppressed
Starving for love and nurturing
That you cannot provide to me
I have become a broken vessel
Aimlessly wandering in and out
Of fragmented chapters of this
Sad and dark love story
In truth I have no help left in me
And I don't know how to fix it
Too weak to take hold of what we had
Built on the very fragile foundation
Where we promised for better and worse
My hope for us is not unshaken
Surely you are enduring the same suffering
You can't see that you too are oppressed

5.31.14
©Kerri L. Stanley