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just breath
To bad I didn't know before I took my first breath
I was gaining the most disgraceful family crest upon my chest
Maybe I would've just decided to stay within my bubble of prenatal walls until I died
It didn't seem to make a difference when the world first felt the wail of my cry
I just shouldn't breath it only hurts my chest
Why hasn't God let me die..these words I scream while on bended knees staring to the sky
Before I had a fighting chance my mother left me all alone
Ever since her backside is all I've ever known
So I took my first steps one by one and no one to hold my hands
Now 36 years old and my life has no difference in which it stands
I just shouldn't breath it only hurts my chest
Why hasn't God let me die..these words I scream while on bended knees staring to the sky
I remember how good dreaming used to feel
I would escape the world and pretend nothing was real
But when I would awaken the nightmare would rage on
As even other kids reminded me that I didn't belong
I just shouldn't breath it only hurts my chest
Why hasn't God let me die..these words I scream while on bended knees staring to the sky
By the time I became a woman I had been rocking out deeper into my own ocean of tears
I just couldn't understand how I meant nothing after 12 long years
So once again I felt lost and ungrounded to a family and home
I should have known then my destiny was to forever roam
I am barely breathing now and the pain has begun to subside
Soon enough I will drown within the tears I've always cried
Maybe soon I can get some rest
I'm flashing in and out of memories of the worst and the best
So little time I spent happy and free
Now i’m so weak and tired of this fight but I finally understand that the only person who can love me is me
So I will have to breathe again and give it my best
I must continue on this journey despite how much I get depressed
I hold onto the fact that I know i’m no longer alone and I am strong enough to go on
Finally I know..I made a miracle and with my miracle I belong
I'm on my bended knees again talking to the sky
Asking God for patience and hoping I haven't let life pass on by
I have a son my God a son who calls me mama
No matter the stumble and stammer
I must break the tradition of our kids seeing only our backs
I am happy to be his mother and think I'll stay a little longa what do you say about that

© amberdawn young