Facing the Truth

 

She sits in a predicament of self imposed despair

withdrawn from the world about her

She attempts to create her own reality

which does not exist, but only in her mind

 

Days, weeks and months pass by as she lives in her cocoon

seldom does she venture outside

Preferring the isolation which protects her

but also damages her health and well being

 

She lives in a failed marriage of fifty two years

the victim of emotional, mental and physical abuse

Her family of five children have all suffered with her

to become a dysfunctional group of people

 

A fine mind with a spirit of intellectualism

she languishes in the doldrums of boredom

Filled with regret she sees no escape

her sentence is for life, this she accepts

 

In need of good company she has lost friends

as she no longer takes the intiative

Her health suffers, obesity affects her mobility

now she is embarrassed by her appearance

 

A pitiful soul who bemoans her lot

but feels unable to break free and break out

In body and mind she is trapped

only death will liberate this dear soul

 

Occasionally she admits to having failed

but when confronted with the same she is defensive

She feels she cannot do right for wrong

life has dealt her a losing card

 

Some have tried to befriend her, to encourage her

others have offered sound advice, but it is seldom taken

And so she remains a prisoner of misfortune

as one day blends into another