Dear Mama

What was once a mere casualty became the same things that I miss gradually like that…

Glowing smile that would light up the room, I wont ever forget our walks Even the ability to pop up at your job just so that we can talk

I miss your laughs, and your cries

All the little things that gave me a reason to try

I miss that stern face that told me to stop,

I miss you showing me the real meaning of friends

Al woman, but taught me how to be a man

I don’t understand why God took you from me

He has to have something in store; I know it.

You told me to watch my brethren

Have to change my life if I wanna see you up in heaven  

You were my drugs

In this sick as world you were my bandage, band-aid, Tylenol, NyQuil, and more

You made sure that the ones you pushed out wouldn’t fall  

So Is it wrong that I’m still waiting on your call?

That at 7 I’m listening for the keys through the door

Or is it crazy that I’m thinking bout you more, that you left so long ago but it feel like yesterday, almost everyday

I’m hoping that it’s just a joke

Thinking one day On Facebook you will poke me

Maybe then I’ll realize that you were always here and you never left me lonely  

I felt like God really took my one and only

I’m slipping, I feel like I’m going back to the old me

Cause lately I been feeling so alone

When you passed I was jumping from home to home

Looking for you even though I knew that you were gone  

Mad at the world I even picked up a bone

I was Chilling on the streets just to gain honor  

Sad to say, It was death before designer

See I felt if I had money that everything would be alright

and that the pain wouldn’t linger if I was up in the skies

Substance after substance it really was a disguise  

You told me get closer to my family, I said alright

Looking back on it I knew that was a lie

Cause I said I would’ve done it knowing that I wouldn’t try.

I thought having you was all that I needed in life,

Thought that you’ll always be there to wipe the misery and strife.

I guess you understand why it’s Hennessey seeping out of my pores

Why I’m masking the time wasted by wearing this Michael Kors

If momma seen the way that I’m living I know she wouldn’t be fine

So even though you’re dead you are keeping me much alive

I mean I still am a human I’m making so many faults, but when I think about you, mama I seem to catapult.

Still a great mother cause of what you instilled in me

Dear Mama, I miss you but thank you for building me.