Black Girl Cry Unheard

Created by Tamyara Brown|www.tamyaradesigns.com

I stood in a field of roses so you couldn’t see my tears fall from my eyes.

Even with each bloom, I was feeling gloom.

The night whispers awaken me with loud whimpers in my dreams.

I muffled them with my pillow, and lock the door so these tears of this dear black girl remain muffled.

I Stood in the rain so the world would believe it drenched me from droplets of rain bringing me joy, but I was masking my tears. I wanted to be unheard of because I was tired of my blues.

It is suffocating me, but I take several breaths, smile, and find another space so if even to pretend I look like a ray of sunshine.

From my tears, I pray I produce beautiful roses of love, peace, and joy.

From my tears, I hope to eradicate someone's pain if only for one moment.

I hide what’s inside to hide what’s breaking.

Hoping in these fields of roses for their healing.

This is my blues to conquer so I master masking them with roses of smiles,

Roses of love & send a smile.

This is my blues to travel with alone and however, it folds. I pray I keep producing roses with pretty pictures and beautiful words.