To the author: thank you. She left us a week and six days ago and I feel this everyday, the loneliness hurts.
Published: Feb 2006
Come Back To Me, Mom
Wondering if there'll be another tomorrow
I cry yearning for my mother back
Was it my father, or was it bound to collapse
The happy years are how I remember
I ask, how did we get to this?
Why do we show so much hate?
Was it meant to be the way it is?
I'm crying mom, please come back, you mean a me and that is that.
I miss helping you and trying to protect you from bad.
Wait...I sound like a mother now, even though I'm not.
I miss the laughter and seeing you smile
I just want it back,
Am I being punished for my sins, or is this just the end?
My family is messed up, is it because of me or is it the way the family was dreamed to be?
Am I mad? Yes.
Am I sad? Yes.
But what matters most is I want my mother back.
My voice is cracking; I'm drowning in my tears
Come back to be and pick me up.
I need you now, please come back.
These are my last words
Mom, please come back home, and pick me up
From me to you, I love you so much.