Things being thrown,
Toys being played,
Thanks to the scraping on the fence the neighbour has made,
It’s 4am,
Too early to be awake,
Little kids, sleep isn’t in bed,
It’s gonna be a long day.

The grumpy old neighbour and her yapping dog,
Scraped something along the fence,
2am, they thought was good.
2 hours later, three kids awake,
Just because she has a little yapping dog?

I’m tired, burnt out, just another day…
A long day,
I bet she’s the one that made the call,
To report my parenting as abusive,
I bet she’s the one watching my children play,
Knowing when they are alone,
Not creepy at all….

Living next to units, it’s such fun.
Never knowing which one,
Can’t report if you don’t know the address,
But who is awake and out at this time?
Not I.
And now Im awake,
Avoiding getting up,
The children are talking, getting up to a muck,
I lay hugging my boy, as he lay awake,
Crying,
While my eyes are burning.

It went from calm to chaos,
Innocent under attack,
Violation of rights, and my privacy hacked…
And now, thanks to the government,
I can now enjoy these oncoming panic attacks.

A layer of armor is being stacked,
First the space,
And then narcissistic attacks,
Then DV with a kick of emotional abuse,
Then complete violation in them not accepting the facts….

A suit being built,
From the pits of my stomach,
Being cement upon me,
With each deepening breath,
It layers upon me, ready for the next bloody attack.

I can equip my mind,
I can equip my guts,
I can equip my spirit,
I can equip my soul in the name of God.

For he is with me,
He helps me thrive,
Even amongst chaos,
My energy can thrive.

I must learn to adapt,
I must learn to submit,
I must learn to trust,
I must learn where I fit.

To my God I am thankful,
For my past, where I’ve been,
And for that radiating sunlight,
The one beaming in.

For my soul is light,
And my joy has been set,
My rest upon my maker,
Will soon give me my reset.

My heart is full and at peace with the Lord,
The garden is there, forever growing under the watchful eyes,
There’s food here, and there is love,
Room to move,
People to hug…

A place to sing,
A place to grow,
A place to vent,
A place to sew,

Forever putting out the internal fires children make,
Trying not to accidentally fuel their flames,
Praying to God,
My eyes tight shut,
To keep us safe,
Please Lord, help me feel unstuck.

For there is beauty all around,
And in my heart, it’s peaceful, no sound,
And when I close my eyes to pray,
I pray for yet another strength filled day.