Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
When life is too much and I see injustice I'm supposed to sit quiet and stare. As a woman, I can't speak too loudly on subjects Because passion could show that i care And caring is vulnerability, Weakness that disqualifies easily, And takes away merit of you thinking reasonably. So when silence becomes the void that you drown in because you aren't able to speak, I let these tears flow and fill this frustrated river more After all, I am already weak.
0
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 6:07 AM UTC
So I Cry
When life is too much and I see injustice I'm supposed to sit quiet and stare. As a woman, I can't speak too loudly on subjects Because passion could show that i care And caring is vulnerability, Weakness that disqualifies easily, And takes away merit of you thinking reasonably. So when silence becomes the void that you drown in because you aren't able to speak, I let these tears flow and fill this frustrated river more After all, I am already weak.
-The arguments of a silenced woman
Written by
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 6:07 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem