Last Woman Standing
Where are my girlfriends to listen to the silent cries of my pain
No frame of varying perspectives, only sedatives of the remains of what I was left with
No resistance of a man, his tender kisses or tingling caresses of his hand
No compliments, demands or weeding out those who don't understand the value of my worth
No birth of miracles and new life to rear
No fear of disadvantages, no tears caused by heartbreak
No undermining the sheer elegance of my outward appearance which mirrors the interior
No belittling, being made to feel inferior
No need to strive to be superior
No hand made creations, vivid visualizations, or temptations
No sensual sensations made by erotic vibrations
No conversation, debating, or specifically tailored hating
No compassion, live entertainment, or celebrations of fame
Where's the controversy and name bashing, media circus and back stabbing
No transferals of sorrow or hope for tomorrow
Mixed emotions and lack of devotion from family and labeled friends
All beginnings now turned to ends, no amends to past mistakes all sins transpired cannot be redeemed
All existence has expired and all inspirations to live have retired
My will, my soul, my burn has ceased fire The suffering is no longer shared, the struggle is left for one woman to bear
No other hair to transfer da issues I can't handle
No sandal of protection to carry the mid-section of life's worries
No need to hurry, traffic is a one woman's street I can drag my feet if I desire and no one would speak
I can only keep the lessons of those who inspired me while here
So as this tear rolls down and I comfort my own embrace as I'm disgraced with the emptiness that I face
I choose to cherish the memories of the prior life that existed, however much resisted and receive this strife, with loud out cries of why I had to be the one to lie in this high landfill of torture all alone
The only sound remaining is my desperate moan,
so here with no choices
No voices to turn to, no direction commanding
I wait my turn to join the forces so I no longer bare the thorns of the last woman standing
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