This woman is my remedy.
She revitalized my eloquent soul.
In my life she played a great significant role.
The woman who made me whole.
She lessens my anxiety and retrieves me out from my tribulations.
She guided me from self condemnation and reparations.
You see, I didn’t want the same repetitive occurrence happening in my life.
Finally I make a decision to get me out in this consistent strife.
Because I couldn’t handle the tension and the stress.
The apprehensiveness, nervousness; This mess and the rest.
To be caught in distress.
I’m starting to feel like, whats more is less.
See, I’m familiar with the pain I feel.
Couldn’t distinguish on what was fake and what was real.
So there she goes on a killing spree.
Obliterating every pain she sees within me.
Ravaging, until it’s dead completely.
Finally I can see this illumination.
Exalted in a slow mounting escalation.
I feel this stimulating lifting sensation.
This pain that daunted me,
With its tactics and intimidation.
You’re slowly dissipating like evaporation.
See, I excelled, transcended from the bottom to the top.
You see these eyes, they haven’t cried a single drop.
I lacked inferiority of mental and moral strength and power.
Cause you thought this senile invalidity is all i could shower.
But you see from every hour.
She helps me gain momentum to habituate and discipline myself.
My mother alleviated my soul to a better health.
Til’ this day, she’s my only motivation.
To pick myself up from my life tribulation.
Give it up and give her a standing ovation.