"Pieces of Me" takes you on a journey as I explore the world around and within myself and others with a hearing loss. You may find pieces that you can relate to or understand. My purpose is to share my voice. Enjoy reading!
As I have been unsuccessful at getting through an interview in Buffalo, NY for the last four years, I had to finally ask for assistance from a local agency that works on behalf of those who are hard of hearing and/or Deaf. It is no fun when you go into a job interview and you find yourself among ringing phones, overhead intercom system, and other disruptions that can cause one to lose focus and concentration on important questions being asked. I have always manage to find a job within a year or two. Never really struggled as much as I have been the last four years. There are those who may find themselves in a similar position as myself and to be honest finding a job with a server to profound hearing loss can be a huge challenge, even for those who have moderate to server hearing loss. What bugs me about this whole thing is the fact that many assume that those with a hearing loss don't want to apply themselves or they are not capable enough to communicate effecti...
You keep telling me to move on, but you don't understand. I'm stuck. No, I'm really am. I've been stuck for a long while now. Trying to figure out, Why am I still here? Why am I still living? Why can't I rest at peace? I gave away my heart, my full heart. Don't you see? I'm hurting here. I was happy with you. I founded a piece of myself in you. I founded happiness in you. Now... You've moved on, like I was just another gal. I cry because it hurts. You don't understand. Yes, I would've married you. Yes, I still would, only if we could work things out. But you've moved on, and I know about her. I'm sorry if I can't let you go. I'm sorry if I'm a burden on you. I'm just sorry for everything. You really don't get it! I know what happened, I understand it's in the past. But tell me, how do you view me? How do you feel about me? Why didn't you give me a second chance? I'm not a fan of drama. I'm really not. ...
My spirit appears trapped. My wings want to spread, Like a butterfly before it's released. I want to fly free. Be free. Let me be free. Let me be myself. Let me be. I don't like control. I don't like oppressions, Anger, Confusion, Hatred, even regret. I want to be free. My soul needs it. My spirit..... Writen By: Gloria M. Matthews
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