Being an Angel to everyone, but a devil to myself.
Giving my all, until I have nothing left.
It is where I am comfortable at.
I don't know who I am, if I am not pushing you to be your best
To go hard in the paint
To work every gift God gave you till your last breath
My energy has been fading
The tears were suppose to wash me clean,
But, they burned my soul and everything in between
She was the best part of me
My mainline to a God, that I thought had left me
I could be mad, turn my back completely on him
and everything made by his hands
But, I see him in my babies smiles everyday
I hear him in the voice clips that make my day
I feel him when my husband sings to me,asking me why I am so far away
I'm comforted by the I love you, before I end a call
Yet, being an Angel to everyone and a devil to myself
Giving my all until I have nothing left
Is where I am most comfortable at
It is unhealthy and mentally draining
However, SPIT POET
THATS MY FRIEND YALL
I GOT YOUR SIX
I AM HERE FOR YOU
YOU GOT THIS
CALL ME WHEN YOU NEED ME
are the only phrases that I know..
You see my gift is not poetry, writing or even being a mommy
It is helping you see him through me
Helping you understand you have a purpose and his hands made no mistake when he created every indescribable part of you
I love me, by loving you..
I see me, by seeing you
I motivate me, by motivating you...
Being and Angel to everyone and the devil to myself
Giving my all until I have nothing left
is all I know..yet..one day..I will take time for self..
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