She let the things of her past set her up like an explosion of rocks as we tried to keep her bound for as many years like each second ticks off clocks...
None of us every caring just how much we probably tore her apart.
But it's this story... No! Our story she did start.
Far from perfect we was born never knowing that everyone would demand her perfection.
Nevertheless she didn't even try the best she could raising us with her last drop of blood she never gave us her protection.
Four girls she gave birth, life, smiles of emptiness and so much pain.
So many times we had to hide our pain given by who she left us with as we stood in the pouring rain.
Tears hidden, no one sees but our Master, our God.
Strangers use to pass us by but we're too hurt to speak so we all just nod.
Now we have been cursed, lied on, physically mentally abused.
Truth spoken with each word, and each malicious stare, our mother's heart...
Hell No!..
Our hearts was completely broken.
Times when we were talked to so badly our heads hung low, shoulders so heavy, waiting for the next blow..
Never would we imagined us four girls would be treated like this ya know and love never remained cause it was never there.
I was so trampled in the mud of those uncared for I willingly and lovingly had to come to my own defense and aid ready to help fight my own damn war...
The nerve of her to say she can't take on anymore cold and lonely nights.
The nerve of her to say she is no longer up to challenges in which her heart can bear the fight.
We knew she was leaving and never comming back heading in a direction to find her healing
why her mind and heart was willing
Last words of I will always love you girls even if it's from a distance I must do this one thing.
And one day sooner than later I will be lifted up on Angel’s wings.