Do I dare speak?
Well yes just not my mind
And if I do remember to be kind.
That will set him off
And then I’ll cry because I am so soft.
Don’t try to make decisions
He must be in control
He is the God and I live in his world.
Do not relax and look too happy
That always makes him frown
And in the end the arguments always bring me down.
Don’t question his intentions
I just do as I am told
I’d rather keep the peace than be out in the cold.
Don’t dare form my own opinions
I lost that power years ago
It seems I’m very limited to either yes or no.
Please don’t think me foolish diary
For being a doleful wife
I’m biding my time daily for taking back my life.
Unlike the faithful sunshine
I fight to rise up every day
Although I walk on eggshells I’m building my own way
Don’t count my silence as strength lost
Mistake my retreat as defect
Much like the ashes of the phoenix … I will resurrect.