• icjation1 4w

    Memoriale

    I am a woman.
    "weak specie" they say
    birth with tons of rules,
    customs,
    and traditions
    I must obey.
    Always ready to put
    the blame card of my misfortune on me.
    In a pursuit for comfort,
    relaxed in my "earthly heavenly" abode.
    It was suppose to be sacred.
    But he has no reverence for it.
    He satisfied his dangling modifier.
    Eliminated my dreams in a loathsome way.
    When you hear my story,
    Remember I might be your SISTER.
    ©icjation