I wish your mother loved you.
I wish your mother loved you the way you deserved to be loved. she held you in her arms as you  indulged in her warmth and strength.  

I wish she showed you that being gentle will do
more than get you killed. that owning up to your mistakes
in the eye of the hurricane would give more love than harm.

learning to love without another is a part
of metamorphosis, loving the new you while learning to
love the way your old love, loved empty vessels and ***** signals.

I wish your mother warned you.
let you know that this world isn’t always out to
get you like a cat at a mouse. That pure hearts still roam about

oblivious to the pain you unwillingly inflict on them.
that your heart- body- and mind is worth the fight- worth the time- worth saving. I wish your mother treasured you.

I wish she showed you the Black Radiance within you.
that you are a diamond in the rough that
needs love and happiness to keep you from going a stray.



the Melanin that runs through your veins
isn’t ordinary and shouldn’t be treated that way.
that your melanin should never be seen as a threat.

The Melanin that runs through all the
girls you’ve ever talked to is like holding a diamond in your hands- one drop and it’s scarred.

I wish your mother showed you that you’re fragile.
it’s okay to want love but, learning the
difference between lust and luck. that not every encounter
deserves your trust.

I wish your mother showed you originality.
being a fool in love is cool and all, but did you
stop to think about who’d get caught up and lost in your tornado of love?

that you are in a pool of lust? just like every other *****?

I wish your mother taught you to be content.
out searching for new souls without body- or new
bodies without souls.

that fools’ gold is just another way to get your heart broke and make you turn cold.

Most of all-

I wish your mother taught you to be patient.
  Not every flower blooms on time, but some are worth the wait. that your beautiful bud will one day become a Rose.