The note 

 
“I crib

 I cry 

 To be best at something 

 Alas I am good for nothing

 Goodbye world.”

The note read 

A tear or two slipping through 

An almost dead woman’s eyes 

Begging to be called “mother”

One last time 

Hitting the body again and again and again…

Not giving up without a last try 

A hope to bring back her child to life 

Calling its name to get up 

But that idiot 

That fool 

Is a stubborn kid 

You see, it went on its mother 

A fool 

Not ready to move 

Not ready to breath 

There it lays

In it’s own perception of heaven.

Feature Photo: Pinterest 

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