She Rose in Power

I swear I died one day.
Not in a grave, not in the flesh,
But something in me left.
Like my spirit packed its bags and said,
"I can't live here no more."
Three years before the world shut down,
I was already a ghost in my own life,
Trapped in a body that ain’t feel like mine.
Seventeen years deep with love that outgrew me.
Since 11th grade, I called it home—
But home ain’t supposed to suffocate you.
One morning, I woke up,
And the love that held me together?
It felt like chains.
So I let it go. Had to.
And when I did
God moved me.
Like hands that never fumbled,
He lifted me, carried me,
Dropped me in a city where I knew no one,
But somehow, I met everyone I was supposed to.
Every stranger, a teacher.
Every hardship, a lesson.
I walked with no plan, no job, no safety net,
Just a fire in my chest and a voice whispering
"Gooooo."
And I did.
I walked through storms like they were puddles.
Faced courts and custody battles,
Two boys watching, waiting..
“Mama, what now?”
And I stood tall,
Feet planted like ancient roots,
Spine unbreakable,
Voice steady as the tide.
Because I knew now...
I was built for this.
See, the world tried to tame me.
Tried to break a Black woman made of gold.
Tried to drown me in fear,
But baby, I float.
I rose.
And when I went back home,
Back to the streets that raised me,
Back to the past that tried to own me,
I saw it all different.
I saw beyond faces, beyond words.
I saw truth before it was spoken.
My intuition sharpened like a blade,
My spirit stretched into the unseen.
I would think it, and it would be.
I would speak it, and it would happen.
I didn’t just survive.....I transformed.
I became something greater than myself.
But with power comes knowing.
And with knowing comes weight.
The spiritual world ain’t soft.
I touched it, and it touched back.
I saw shadows move in broad daylight,
Saw angels in the eyes of strangers.
And then He spoke.
"I have always been here."
"I have always covered you."
"Let go of the past and follow Me."
"Everything you lost, I will return... but greater."
And I believed Him.
Because I am living proof.
The house, gone. The business, gone.
The title, the money, the comfort—gone.
But in their place?
Strength.
Wisdom.
Freedom.
I stand now, not as the little girl who was lost,
But as the woman who was reborn.
A Black woman, powerful beyond measure,
Unshaken, unmovable,
A force in motion,
And I ain't never looking back.