wash wash
tidy up
In the kitchen to avoid the flood in the bedroom to avoid the blood.
When is it time to come out
and stop being treated like a slave ?
When is it time to stand on your own ground?
When you run out of thing to do?
When trouble meets you?
How can you face life when its so close up?
How do you stop fear from coming your way?
Do you run, cry, pray, die?
But no matter what you do life always seems to follow you.
~ Madi