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Rated: E · Poetry · Drama · #1367737
Something very tragic I wrote. Keep the tissues on hand.
If you love someone please let them know
You'll never understand until they're gone
It's a rough way to go
Without that person to help you along

When I was younger I was the rebellious teen
I was really nasty and mean
I hated life like no other
Always fought with everyone especially my loving mother

My mother said she'd never give up on me
I didn't care at all I just wanted to be free
She always would leave me little notes that said how much she loved me and that'd she'd alway be there
I threw them away because I was too selfish to give a care

Then one day I was driving home late from another party I was really trashed
My mother called my phone and I cussed her out then my car crashed
I woke up in so much pain but it was my heart that was worse for wear
When I came around my mother wasn't there

I realized I had been stupid for treating my mother so wrong
Now I wanted to hug her and tell I loved her all along
I called for the nurse and ask her why my mom wasn't here
The look on her face was already clear

She said "Sorry honey your mother is gone
A car crashed into hers head on"
I laid there in pain but it was my heart that was really broken
Knowing the last words to my mother I had spoken

So if you love your mother tell her now tell while there's still time
I have to live with the guilt for killing mine
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