“We Should Be”


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I`m confused; misplaced the love wrapped up in you
Can it be used
Even salvaged

Everything can be going right then we make a left
And we wrong
Possibly summed up in a sappy, silly love song
Replaced by everyday existence
Trial, tribulation.
Trouble and a dollar

I know you hurt
I see you cry
Even tho no tears are shed
I see it in your eyes
Your scared and its dark outside
The wheels will turn to get us out of there.
Out of here…

Despair…

Get us somewhere, someplace
We should be.
A tad more vibrant
A drop more bold
Someplace where our union can focus and hold
Become an affirmation for others to see example of real

And fantasy…

© Da Absentee 2012

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This is a re-write of another poem which I re-visited. So its new & improved.

Every couple has their disagreements. Even in adverse times we all should have the goal to be better in everything we do or are a part of. We all want and deserve the best.

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As Always…

Stay Positive!

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“Silence That Destroys”


The little things seems to be the only thing that unravel our close knit seams

interrupt and dismantle our dreams

im at fault for my own uphill battle

it takes repetitve times 

to destroy something with a simple rattle

im at fault for my own uphill battle…
I stretch out my arms and remain silent

its killing us;

my silence…

is it right to be this way to detour the fights

I dont look forward to my nights

but I pray for my nights
in my city it barely rains

but when it pours;

it never drains

i stand in a rising puddle soon to be submerged

Im colliding with the action 

im unresponsive to the urge 

we cant communicate without throwing words…

  

As Always… 

Stay Positive!

Everywhere I Go…


Everywhere I go
No matter where I go
I know I take you with me…

wherever I go
no matter where I go
I know your here with me…

I live our memories
I carry you in my heart
wherever I go…

your always with me
everywhere I go
wherever I go…

unbeknownst the layers are thick
bloodline carry unique demographic

roads traveled; long
I don`t understand the words
automatic somethings we build on

heart in tune
the rhythm to my spine
I understand… undeniable time

working all day
with stress piling on
caffeinated drink in my hand
that’s not going cut it for too long
got you on my back telling me I’m wrong
feel like a slave
and I need me a song
cuz im here holding on
and with that said “I’m goin carry on”

you left me in the flames of the day light
knowing you weren’t going to extinguish me by night
seeking for at least one way to get right
but I`m alright

and I see and I know
i`m at peace with no fear
i`m ready to go
the devil is calling
my clock ticks slow
clouds ride and sit low…

everywhere i go…

© Da Absentee 2012

Thoughts – 22


As my years seem to go by
I look in the reflection to smirk, and say I think I like this guy
battled far, battled long
I fight hard and seem to always carry a song
I know plenty
sometimes that seems to strike me empty
I miss my love
wish I had more family to share my love
I have been torn, better yet broken
it seems I was always on a track
to be outspoken
I see my brother
dont understand how he went wrong
I speak to my sister,
I just wanna shake her
scream at her whats wrong.
You all cant be the same blood
that my parents
love to say they spent money on
I laugh
this is what I choose to write on my birthday
I really have lost the lust for it
too bad the thing about my birthdays
as far as I can remember
have always been solemn like this

(C) Da Absentee 2012

Birthday: 03/09

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“Dilemma”


Clean page
blank slate
dont know how words form
but they end up in place

this life my life
2 wrongs after 1 right
so im moving
just in the wrong direction

i hold onto them
they make me feel
feel like me
only feeling that holds true to me

ive been in my own shadow
for too long
i dont know who I really am
pondering if i belong

they keep me sane
they give me hope
they help me withstand the fire
instead of disappear in smoke

i see light
i see dark
i see soul
i see flesh

Question is?!
Do I see myself?…

Da Absentee (c) 2012

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“Pressure To Perform”


Chronic love
ready hold you steady
tight cuddle… teddy
Dont know if im ready
the thought of
the attempt of
to make love
last long
love strong
I dont even understand
what & why men put so much emphasis on
have all this pressure to perform
so being a man
i know plenty have the urge to cheat
do what we can
to cum strong
stay long
keep that hard on
experience ed or premature
but for everything your going to be good at
you gotta prepare for
men have become lazy
dont wanna work for nothing
not even proper gratification
love satisfaction
then have the nerve to complain
about negative reactions…

Da Absentee (c) 2012

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