The Breaking Point

I could not hold it in Not for one more second This matter takes precedence Life was not sitting right with me It was not fairing well in the one place it should To be so easily set aside Given the cold shoulder In the one place that is a haven A place of peace, love, and unity This place is suppose to feel warm and cozy Like hot chocolate on a winter’s day The kind of warmth that feels good to the soul This place was to be my place of mental rest My place of comfort, happiness and friendship Instead it feels like torture Is this what I deserved Is this what anyone deserves I laid in my bed Pondering over just what to do To render myself free To find my place Where am I to go Where do I belong if I don’t belong here Who will hear my plea Then suddenly Someone heard my plea and they were there to help To rescue me It was a delivery better than I could have ever asked for It was my place in life My haven My everything All it took was a heartfelt ear an a dose of patience An I am no longer at the breaking point but, rather the point of no return and there is no turning back.