Trapped In The Margins

More pain than woman. 

Not so easy to dismiss. 

Feelings of regret

Singed my damaged lips. 

Fear struck a cord 

So deep inside, I admit

I never heard the tune it played

But felt it was disjointed 

The damage flowed freely 

From one soul to the next

Cycles of inadequacy 

Coupled with trauma

Doubled by the pressure 

Of wondering if I could be a mother

Holding life in my hands 

But it was all taken away

The day they said I’m sorry girl

And then walked away 

More pain than woman is left now 

I suppose 

But I’ll fight until my dying breath 

To break the rules of old

No one will stop me from seeing this through