Something’s very wrong with me,
Is it any wonder why?
When I was just a little girl
I had to watch my mother die.
She was such a vibrant woman
The way I want to be
But the cancer came again
And took her away from me
But it took her very slowly
I think that made it worse
Because when I watched her suffer
It felt like I was cursed.
It started with her legs.
She began to fall.
It wasn’t very long until
She couldn’t walk at all.
I pushed her in her wheelchair
Outside to get some air.
When she got stuck inside her bed
It was more than I could bear.
Then she couldn’t feed herself
I helped her as she ate
But even that stopped soon
What else was I supposed to take?
Then she couldn’t speak or see
We didn’t know if she could hear
All I knew was that my mother
Couldn’t see my tears.
I said goodbye to her one morning
before I left for school
Then my grandma told me wait
She’ll be leaving very soon.
I screamed and cried, I begged her to stay
I said I wasn’t ready
For her to go away.
She breathed her last as I kissed her face
I didn’t know what else to do
So I ran out the door and down the street
My friend was waiting right on cue.
The memory’s burned inside my head
It will never go away.
If you ever ask what’s wrong with me
This is what I’ll say.
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