mad black woman she walks down the streets with her torn clothes she undresses herself in public because she no longer knows reality she laughs with herself because no one is willing to laugh with her rather they laugh at her you keep on looking down on her as if she has bothered you of anything could you have imagined she bared a son groomed a child and loved a daughter she once knew my face and remembered my voice we were one now I live to look for the pieces for the traces of her old self she keeps on leaving behind its embarrassing for you its annoying for you its disgusting for you to watch her embarrass herself I public dont you think if she could she will choose to be sane again dont you think she misses the same reality you live on how much does it hurt me to watch the one person I love and have live to be a laughing stock you laugh at her without knowing her reasons without knowing her troubles without knowing her mistakes you dont know where she has been how many obstacles she overcame why dont you speak to me and will tell you that black mad woman has had the worst life let me tell you about her childhood she was rapped repeatedly by her uncle she was abused by her step mother as she accepted that I her child faced the same fate I got raped and almost got killed I layed in coma for 3 months she thought she lost me thats when she lost her mind because I was her world I kept her sane now do you see the world was to cruel for her she ran and hid herself in her own world thats my mad black mother
Posted on: Thu, 30 Oct 2014 08:12:37 +0000
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