A WOMAN'S BLUES

As I look in the mirror I see the reflections of a young woman’s pain, she feels un-shamed and tamed to every mans human existence outside the rain. She has more to gain by being with self, but still sees that a man can complete her incomplete circle of wealth - caught up in raptures and pastures of sweet honey with contemporary love, she fights not her past yet yearns to be loved…
This is a woman’s blues!

Walking the path in a worldly morbid state she stops to contemplate on what’s real and what’s fake, taking life for granted is nothing she condones, so she keeps her head held high even when there is disappointment shown….Holding on to what she believes is “pride” she shakes unconditional love off her shoulders like it never arose inside. Frustrated by her past she’s lost and confused, feeling like all men are worthless so she cares not on
how she’s viewed…This is a woman’s blues!

Watery eyes and endless ties to the man she thought cared for her; “I can breathe but please believe they’ll never be another, I can’t believe I gave you things that I would never give another”…Boldly spoken are those words that came from her heart, she’s patient and faithful, but still torn apart.
mostly these words of tears are coming from emotions buried deep,
she’s been solo for years, but still weeps with little sleep…
This is a woman’s blues!