Solitude or Loneliness?

No one told me owning a garden would be exhausting

Enduring days I feel like sinking my roots to the ground alone

No one told me I’d have to take out the dead flowers eventually

Or be vulnerable enough to hire a gardener to tend to their illnesses

On days the sun isn’t enough for them to bloom

No one told me my Gardner would harm my children

on days I’m too weak to show up

No one told me i would be putting my children at risk by being vulnerable enough to ask for help.

No one told me

How hurt I’d be when picking up what’s left of my children.

Look at me now,


Because no one told me.


By ummisalma

Hiding Behind Poetry

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