Sadness follows me where ever I go.  

Sadness let me know that I have no right to be happy. 

It lives inside my mind and refuses to leave. 

It burdens my spirit and destroys any good I may receive.

They say to feel this way is a choice but I feel I have no control. 

This sadness dictates my life and diminishes my soul.

I walk around wearing a smile. 

But inside I frown consumed with overwhelming denial. 

I don’t feel valued by anything as I scan my world.  

I am just a woman who feels like a fucking broken little girl. 

I have no one whom has tried to ease my hearts pain, 

no one to understand the extent of neglect from which I came.

Emotionally I am alone

Spiritually I am alone

Everyday I am alone

Don’t feel like I have much

But this pain I own

Who am I?

Who have I become?