Why did you have to leave?

This was written right after my mother died.

Why did you have to leave?

I can’t sleep at night because of the haunting memory

Your mom might not make it they said

But i had heard that so many times

I cursed at you for again overdosing

Five minutes later i got a call

She didn't make it they said

This is a dream a nightmare i screamed

This can’t be true not my mom no

Fuck you it’s not true I yelled

Then I froze I just sat there

I was so stunned that I just completely shut off.........