The tears won’t stop falling.
She has erupted with sadness.
Her chest is aching, and it feels like her heart is breaking.
“Is it possible to die from a broken heart?”
She wonders, as she looks outside her window at the vicious rain and thunder.

Let me take you back to the past, where my life was a blast.
It was just my mom and I, full of love and laughs.
Not a day was dull, it was always an adventure.
We’d go bike riding often and sometimes late food adventures.
She used to tell me stories about the evil wicked witch.
Who happened to be my stepmom- an evil *****.
I climbed into her bed during thunderstorms.
She would wrap me in her arms to keep me warm.
She would sing me to sleep with her lovely voice.
It was calming and it blocked out the other noise.
She was my bestfriend and the woman I aspire to be.
Unfortunately, she was taken away from me.

Now let me take you to the part of my life when I was filled with strife.
My mom had cancer; she was fighting for her life.
The vomiting was something I could not take, but I rubbed her back anyways because she needed a break.
I would bring her medicine and make sure she was fine.
“No matter what, I’ll always be in your heart”, was a foreshadowing line.
She took me to Disney world for my 8th birthday.
That trip was magical and something to remember.
She sent me away for Christmas break.
She said she was going away on a business trip.
I stayed with my aunt, my cousin, and grandma.
I had it in my head that I would soon return to my mama.

Let me take you to the day when my heart went away.
I woke up in the morning and my grandma was crying.
“Do you remember when your mom said she’d always be in your heart?”
From that moment on, I knew we would forever be apart.
My heart shattered and the tears remained all day.
My mom was everything to me. How could she be taken away?

Now let me bring you to now, where I always wear a frown.
It’s 12 years later, and I still cry to this day.
My happiness been left and I am such a mess.
What did I ever do to deserve this mess?

Now let me take you back to the past where my life was a blast.
It was just my mom and I, full of love and laughs.
Those were the good times where my happiness existed.
We had great memories and I’ll always miss it.
Save me a spot in heaven.
Mom, I miss you...

Have you ever felt alone?
Have you ever felt disconnected with humanity?
I feel this way all the time.
I am an outcast, and I am alone.
Why do I feel so out of touch?
Socializing is a must, but I’m so out of touch.
I’m not a fan of the pop **** crust.
That was just for fun, but I’m so out of touch.
The moral of the story is, I always feel alone.
I feel disconnected with humanity.
I feel this way all the time.
I am an outcast, and I am alone.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Behold, I present to you the black woman.
With skin like honey dipped in different flavors of chocolate,
Everyone wants to have skin like you.
Your hair is curly, vibrant, and versatile.
Everyone wants to have hair like you.
How does one have lips so full of life?
Everyone wants to have lips like you.
Your style is fresh and out of this world.
Everyone wants to reach the planets like you.
The sky is the limit, but black women don’t stop there.
Oh how they rule and conquer beyond your wildest dreams.
Their love runs deep and their love is rare.
I know the black woman is a part of your dreams.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Behold, I presented to you, the black woman.