Why am I here mother?
Why am I not with everyone else?
Why am I trapped here?
This isn’t my new home…
Is it, mother?
As I touch my mothers hand for the last time,
We smile at each other.
We don’t know when we’ll see each other’s smiles again.
You try to keep me with you,
On your side.
But I am dragged away
Away from you, mother
I wait for you daily mother
I wish I could feel your touch again.
I wish I could hear your voice again.
I wish you were here..
Here with me, mother
It’s Christmas mother.
I’m still waiting for you.
I wish I could open my presents from you.
I wish I could see your smile while you watch me open them.
I wish i could drink your delectable hot chocolate
I wish you were here.
Here with me, mother.
It’s Easter mother.
I’m still waiting for you.
But are you really coming?
I wish you were here so we could feel sick from the chocolates we eat.
I wish you were here so we could go hunt for eggs together.
I wish you were here.
Here with me, mother.
I blow the candles on my cake.
I am 16, mother.
I am 16 and I am still waiting for you.
The pain I feel drags me down as each day passes by.
I eat waiting for you.
I drink waiting for you
I fell asleep waiting for you.
I will always wait for you.
But will the waiting ever stop mother?
I blow the candles on my cake.
Another 2 birthdays.
Another 2 years without my mother.
I am 18, mother.
I am 18 and I am no longer waiting for you.
I am no longer waiting for you because you are gone.
You are gone.
I waited for you for 12 years, mother.
And you are no longer anywhere mother.
It’s Christmas again.
But I no longer feel the excitement of it.
I am alone.
Alone without my mother.
I feel sick.
I no longer feel anything
I feel alone.
So I slowly close my eyes.
And I am with you again, mother.