I am not ok either
My daughter Cinderella wrote this awhile back because she can hardly bear people asking her if she is ok.
Are you okay?
A piece of my heart is gone forever, I am not okay.
I may smile, laugh and make jokes, but I am not okay.
The pain in my heart hurts so badly and I am not okay.
It is hard for me to get out of bed everyday, I am not okay.
I am able to function everyday, but I am not okay.
Sometimes I want to end it all and I am not okay.
How can I go through life without him, I am not okay.
I am not the same person I once was, I am not okay.
Some people say I am strong, but that does not mean that I am okay.
I am really weak inside and I am not okay.
I want him back so badly and I am not okay.
I pray to the Lord to give me strength, but I am not okay.
Please stop asking if I am okay.
I am not ok either.
I can not fix anything.
I would if I could.
I can not change anybody.
People do as they choose.
I still want to scream some days.
And I do.
I wish I could go back in time.
But I can not.
I wish for my family to heal.
But I know they never will.
I still have tears everyday.
I am afraid of the day I don’t.
I can not change anything.
No, I am not ok either.