I snapped at the mother

I fought with the husband

I thought how very unfair life was to me

It handed me an empty glass

And expected me to perceive it as full

 

I had the most difficult kids in the world

The future for me is bleak

I was allowed to try

I was allowed to work day-and-night

But I wasn’t going to succeed

 

What was the point of living?

What was the point of anything in this world?

I was handed the wrong life

I did not want it anymore.

 

Ever month, this monster visits me

It messes my mind, it makes my body ache

Cramps and moods,

I frown and frown

And when the next day arrives

The world is a beautiful place again.

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Perspectives & Moods altering Syndrome (PMS)
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