A bitter black woman that’s not what I want

A bitter black woman that’s all I see

Feelings of distraught

Feelings of being left

Not being sought



Solace seems like a non-existent phenomenon

Peace seeping through my fingers

Happiness feels like light years away

Like a distant land that people have talked about but have never found

Constant disappointments

Without much difference

Still the same

Or is it the mother hen that needs to change

A myriad of emotions


Running away felt like the best option