She is lost in the depths of conscience
in a world full of nonsense.
Bruised with emotional lacerations, a
daughter of eve sits up pouting her
mouth with sheepish, arched lips that
could saunter a hiss.
She laments her songs of distress to
Her mind is catastrophically deluged.
Her soul is clogged with tears from
years of pain and heart ache.
She is clothed in nonentity and veiled
in rigid culture’s restrictive norms.
Lines of fatigue compete with her
natural aging process as she wallows
in regret and weeps with a sombre
Constantly cussing and throwing
dirt at the world.
Worn out and tired of life’s stand
stills that keep skipping back like
a broken record.
Irritated and tired of being mistreated
and blamed for another woman’s
Frustrated and tired of unnecessary
scrutiny, baseless judgments and
sweeping tales woven in criticism.
Sick and tired of living for the
reverberation society- constantly
explaining and justifying herself;
guided by those who deem themselves
intellectuals but close minded to
different trains of thought.
Broken and tired of the weight on
Taking care of everyone but herself.
Angry and tired of relying on unreliable
people, begging and waiting for her life’s
ironies to smoothen out like butter.
Tired of charlatans re-writing her script
with their pathetic lies, mind games
insecurity and control issues.
Tired of being told how to dress, how to
feel and who to be.
Mad and tired of apologizing for people’s
mistakes and being a shock absorber.
Worn out and tired of putting her plans
on hold to impress other people.
She is tired of being unappreciated, and
taken for granted.
A wordless song ushers in moments of
clarity as she rises to wipe distress from
The last beads of sweat drop from her
tired face and she releases the burdens
that constantly broke her back and
reclaims the woman she thought she’d
lost in the process of trying to please
Her body still feels weary, but her mind,
heart and soul are still as strong.
She is resilient woman- wading her way
through the world in nothing
but a broken canoe and unfaltering faith.
Stress is after all nothing but a man-made thing.
She’s done giving herself up to the human