Mama.
I looked at our picture
As remnants of  my innocence littered on the floor  with my clothes
Your eyes were vivid SCRIPTURE.
I cant explain how much SIN creeped up my body.
Entangled my legs with DAMNATION
I keep praying for SALVATION
Because at that moment I stood blind at the mountain of lust
and experienced a REVELATION of who I was not.

...
Mama,
Please
Im still the daughter you raised.