I’m sorry that you did not get

to finish what you started,

held back by weight that

was not your own to carry.

I’m sorry that instead of

following your dreams, you

loss sight and only focused

on the superficial things.

And don’t get me wrong,

those things are nice but

what good is done if they

can’t bring a lost soul

back to life?

I’m sorry that you think it’s too

late. Too late to start over and

apply all you’ve learned through

past mistakes.

One day you’ll wake up

early enough,

to see that the women in your

family lacked tools that come

naturally to you.

At a disadvantage you had to

teach yourself.

All resilience and grace aside,

you did deserve better.

But there’s no savior,

you have to give it to yourself.