Hear Me

28 June 2023

My suffering is still unknown.

No one can see me, I’m on my own.

Face  marked with fear without realizing it.

No matter how I pretend that I am  not beat?

Forbidden to communicate to the people I love

I wait for seven days, three hours is all I have.

Innocent voices I yearned to hear

I want the time to stop, wishing they were near.

I start before sunrise, and end at midnight

Chores are infinite, it does not seem right.

Eyes everywhere, I get poke when I sit

Filthy words echoed slashing her spit

Exhausted, I am exhausted.

My whole being seems wasted.

Nothing that I do is pleasant to their eyes.

I am the weakest link, not in their ties.

I dug up a hole, placed my head inside

Darkness comforts me in shivering nights.

Whispers that invites me to the edge is high

But hope sparks when I open my eyes

I tried to reach out to others to let them know,

Yet blank stares tell me, just go with the flow.

They listen with their eyes, not with their ears

Words they tell me, it brought me to tears

Life is hard for some of us here

Difficulties to others, abused are severe

We need a heart who listens and empathize

To hold my hand and hear my cries.

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Written by Bhing Navato