Life After Losing My Mama (poetry)

My Mama always told me that I had the gift of flying by the seat of my pants, no matter the circumstance.

I was happy, carefree and never worried about taking that chance.

My Mama left this earth before her time, my heart was broken and I knew my life would never be the same.

I was emotional, angry and a huge mess, looking in every direction for anyone to blame.

My search didn't get me anywhere, only in circles and then back to the start.

Now my gift feels more like a curse, turns out I'm only human and I'm totally falling apart.