You\'re hungry, your mind hurts from wondering how to do everything.
Push through it.
Can\'t request much of life\'s necessities.
Can\'t plea bout the toll this status takes,
Consistently...
Fear of making important appointments or plans,
For how will the monarch show her all giving hand?
Degrading, belittling, she gives no solace..
Push through it.
Keep the apparel and demeanor she sees fit.
Don\'t stray off track, don\'t think or feel how you do.
Deny or reject what makes you, you..
Do as she does for anything more grants punishment.
You\'re hurting. Hold it in, we must stay quiet.
Push through it.
She seems so loving, her smile hides many things.
Physical, mental welfare, condescendingly disregarded.
You just started to heal?
Too bad, it\'s only your issues that aren\'t as real...
And all she tells you as you suffer is;
Push through it.
12.21.22