Getting Nowhere


-unknown author-

On being a mother;

i shelter and protect, put there needs first

i lose myself and i lose respect.

this is how i became me

i am alone

so where has it gotten me

On being a wife

i gave him all of my life

i am a shadow of my former self

and he dares to tell me

i am not myself

this is how i became me

i am support

but where has it gotten me

On being a friend

i encourage and share my secrets with them

i lose trust and they unbalance my zen

and they say i act like

i am better than them

this is how i became me

i am therapist

but where has it gotten me

On being a co-worker

i work hard and play for the team

i get stepped on and passed over

i am depressed and never listened to

this is how i became me

i am angry

but where has it gotten me

On being me

I give the world a part of me

but i am shunned

and questioned, never given a second look

yet i give life, i give love

i think i am the lady, i am suppose to be

quiet, strong and forgiving

but with all this

this is how i became me

i am an unhappy me

but where has it gotten me?

©️Da Absentee 2011

“Perspective Change”

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As Always…

Stay Positive!!

“Thoughts – 28”


There is remorse
in having to admit
The kinks in your armor
Any sign of weakness
Spilling of your soul
Something hurtful to confess
A spot of soft flesh.

Putting anything on the line
Out in the open
There are riddles
That should be left unspoken
Examples of not being

All you can be
How can you live with not being you
Truly…

Another one for the pile
Of interrogation
On the subject of…

“Who should I be?..”
© Da Absentee 2015
As Always…
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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!