Why are there such women as me?
Looking on our lives we have everything we need
Warm and safe, the love of a chid
Arms to embrace us, family at our side
Yet deep inside there is nothing but deep black tar
Filling every vessel, clogging up our hearts
Choking, gasping, eyes blurring, not able to breathe
Dying with every clogged breath, those outside can't see
Behind every sugary sweet smile and candied kisses
We hide the deep blackness that shows our true missive
Women like me, surface happiness transpires
Will never escape the black history clogging our insides
Amaranth
29th April 2012ccc
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