I was meek

I was meek

I loved... 

And lived my life

Only unless I became a wife

The day I always dreamt of

Hoping life would take a turn on

That day...

Life actually took a turn

But to make me handicapped

To bestow me with a life

I could not govern

'twas my first night

My dreams just a few

But akin to many of you

I couldn't hold even one of 'em true

I was pretty.. Enough

He was extremely tough

He was intolerant

And did nothing fair, but made me pregnant

A year passed

With a son I got blessed

Nothing changed,

he was more strange

"How dare your son tore a page", he drummed...

"He is just a child...."

Was enough... And I got bumped

It was 14 years

I had nothing, but tears

I held on

I still do

14 to 35 .. But for him

All these years

Were just a few

I still am meek

Over all the years, I could nothing seek

I got hit... I still get

Like before, I am silent

For I am helpless

I chose the life of mess

I am a woman

I cannot complain

A woman so meek

A woman married to a freak!