Monday, May 10, 2010


On the verge of a breakdown
She began to wonder
If what she had done was right.
She had sacrificed her life
Given her time
And most of all her heart
I am not ready for this
I love my space
Time and freedom
What do I do?
Where do I turn?
She thought.
If she left
There was a of not getting another
If she stayed
She risked the chance
Of losing her dignity
She couldn’t live with that
The questions kept running
Through her mind
She asked around
But did not get an honest reply
They all said what she wanted to hear
Or what they thought she wanted to hear.
So she sat down
Weighed the pros and corns
When the door opened
She had made her decision.

©thelma migue, 2010

From the cizoepoetry collection.

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