Consuming

These last few days have been full on

I'm exhausted physically and emotionally

I worked the last four days around my brother

Dragged Little boy back and forwards

Put my own plans and needs on hold

Only to play housekeeper to a grown man

I played house with a child, in a home that's not mine

I couldn't get out and back home quick enough

Terrible as it sounds I was happy to hand the child back

I'm disappointed with the outcome of yesterday

But I can no longer speak my mind freely

I'm worried of what is yet to come, we can't predict it

I'm sickened by some of the actions and some of the words

I'm saddened that either of them have to go through the shit

I'm unable to allow myself to feel as strongly as I do

I'm making myself take a step back emotionally, vocally

I can not open another person's eyes, nor make his move

He must remove the blinders and take his own steps

I hope he doesn't leave it too late and the cost is not too high!