A wedding Story

Married to anxiety, and engaged to fear…separated from hope…and divorced to self esteem…I stress every minute..and anticipate evry second…breathing in other dilemmas and majestically making them become my own..i forget to breath out my worries and to grow a seed of pride…funny she is but she hides her insecurities…and prays that these helpless n****s wont add to the worries I feed,..covering up my tears with my concealer…creating a smile with my lip gloss… drying my eyes with my polo and determined to not let my husband get the best of me.