Honest Mistake

Hate is such a strong word for someone so weak

ones of which a word that no one should ever speak.

but sometimes you get pushed just over you limit

you explode on the inside and don't even know why you did it.

you hated to live but you wanted to die

you slit your wrist while you sat there and cried.

hours past but blood was still dripping

you were still there crying while your life was slowly slipping.

you were in so much pain but you got up anyway

picked up that needle and injected away.

you're falling to the ground cuz your numb to the bone

you don't want this anymore but you can't reach the phone.

you can't make a sound cuz you're petrified with fear

even if you tries to scream no one would ever hear.

where was your mom when you needed her so dearly

she always said she would be there ever so clearly.

you hear her voice deeply within your head

"i love you sweet angel" but you're already dead.

you see this light scary but intriguing

you want to run away but your soul it is conceiving.

you walk into the light in a world you think is new

but you wake up in the hospital with you mother lying next to you.

I Love You Mom!!!