Unwritten Dreams

I forgot to have a big dream
Now that I think about it
I never even found my passion
The easy solution would be to claim that I’m a writer 
But that doesn’t feel true most days
The words I write are not my own
Rather the physical manifestation of my pain
Of something within me that is beyond my control
And removing them is a process that exhausts me

I never planned for my future
I simply took it day by day
Leaving me to feel lost and unprepared
Unwilling to accept that this is it
I am missing the feeling that used to drive me
That gave me hope for what was to come
Because I am in a future now
Once again filled with words that hurt me
And worried that this is all I will ever amount to

Her Mother’s Advice

Her mother told her when she was young –
Be the kind of woman who can keep a family united.

A woman who guards and protects fragile relationships,
who cushions each family bond, so they don’t break.

But no one ever taught her how to fix the broken
pieces of her, trying to keep people together.

Too often are women expected to be the glue –
as if we are born to repair, hold together and rescue.

Too often are women left broken because the only thing
they couldn’t put back together was themselves.

Too often women break because they were never taught
to strengthen their foundations before learning to cement the lives of others.