another day

 My needs go unheeded

My desires go unnoticed

I speak to the wind

and my words blow away...

I plead what I need

but it falls on deaf ears..

I am done asking

I am done explaining'

I am done repeating myself

My words and thoughts

are being put away,

Locked in a box

and tossed on a shelf

forgotten.....

I start anew,

I have nothing to say

my opinions are mine

and they will stay

stuffed in my heart

to bleed out

on another day....

S,7