Mummy.

Mummy,
There’s just a few things I want to know
Just in case I was ever to go,
Would you still love me and care for me?
Would you be the mum you promised to be.

If I was to go would you come crying,
Knowing what you said was lying.
You said you loved me, Was that true?
Mummy, ill be gone by two.

I’m leaving mummy. starting again
Walking away from all that pain.
Your cold feeble hands, your kiss on my cheek.
The day you said I love you, This is my final chance to speak.

Lies. Mum. Goodbye


by Tashaox
posted on 12/31/1969