
Do they see me?
Or are they blinded by what’s concerning only them
Do they hear me?
Or are they deafened by the noises of their own desires
Can they feel me?
Or are they desensitized by the “play and repeat” antics of the world
Can they taste my fear?
Or are they full on their own greed
Will they be there when I’m crying because I’m confused by what has control of me?
Or are their shoulders not built for the likes of me
Will they have empathy when my actions don’t warrant it?
Or are they so caught up in their own feelings they’ve forgotten their dirty deeds
I’m standing in the midst of the crowd
Yet invisible by those who stand beside me
Screaming for help to rid myself of the emptiness I feel
WHY AM I THE FAMILY SECRET?
Longing to love and to be loved unconditionally
Wanting to be wanted
Needing to be needed
But the symptoms of my conditions alienate me
Alienate Me
Because my outward appearance is viewed as the elephant in the room
Alienate Me
Because my outbursts are like a time bomb without a timer
Alienate Me
Because the authentic me will expose the facade built by those who whisper “I love you”
This was beautiful. I loved it can’t wait for more!!
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Thank you so much. Definitely more to come.
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Wow!! this really touched me you have a gift ma.🙏🏾
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Thank you so much son! Oftentimes we have situations or people within our family struggling with a mental illness. Unfortunately it is treated like it doesn’t exist until it’s too late
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Powerful I can relate to this.
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I’m so glad you were able to connect
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You have so much power. Your writings have so much power. Keep writing because I love everything you write. God has a big plan for you my cousin.
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Thank you so much cousin. I really appreciate your kind words.
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This is powerful… felt every word sis!!!
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Thank you so much sis. I’m so glad you enjoyed reading this post.
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Putting your heart and soul into it. Powerful as always.
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Thank you so much sissy.
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Zee, awesome as usual. I’m proud of you living and walking in your passion.
Tracye
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Thank you so much sis. It’s so empowering when I’m writing and allowing my emotions to flow. My prayer is that my vulnerability will be a blessing to someone.
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Thoroughly enjoyed the repetition throughout the piece! Overall loved the poem and the vulnerability displayed
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Thank you so much! It means so much . I guess I’m learning from my teacher 😍
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This expresses every person’s inner thoughts and reflections of their life openly and silently. For we are travellers in this world, and will endure life’s circumstances. It is up to us to recognize and receive God’s help to continue functioning in this world. He values each of us.
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Greatness!
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Wow! Very powerful and much needed in the days we are living in. A word for each of us to look at ourselves and in our own closets.
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Thank you so much. Yes and I’m the first to admit it’s not always easy or pretty ❤️
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Extremely Powerful and Full of Truth! This piece speak VOLUMES to the life many live through every day and the sad part is many are too ashamed to discuss it much less admit it. I love the way you was able to express this on paper because it definitely bring you to a place of discovery. Thanks for sharing this was very impactful!!!
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I appreciate your kind words. This piece is very dear to me. It is my intention to share thought views to evoke meaningful dialogue.
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I definitely resonate with this piece. I felt that way for a very long time, and it is only now that I realize that I am not alone. These are important conversations to have because when you are alone in your suffering, agonizing over what people think about you, how they feel about you or can they see me or my pain…it is lonely and scary. I pray you continue to allow God to use you to break down barriers and open up our wounds to heal and move on. Great job, Z!
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Thank you cousin! We should call this pain the obvious secret. It’s out in the open for everyone to see yet it’s ignored or categorized as something else.
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