Mother's Getting Weaker

Tonight would be the last night that

we had our tea

That bloody tea, which sent us into

ecstasy

Yesterday Mother complained, feeling

dizzy, all in pain

Mother's getting weaker, looking

paler day by day

As morning came, she could not make

it out of bed

And Grandma's spell was getting

straight into her head

Not a single word, she didn't seem to

be alive

Getting weaker, looking paler day by

day

Then Missy came in and she led me by

the hand

I didn't want to go, Oh but I should

have known

Mother was barely conscious, why

should I care

Just looking forward to the next

ordeal

~ @ ~

I think I heard My sister begging me

to stay

She gave me the phone, so I could call

someone for help

I simply let go of her hand, then I cut

the wire

Missy was crying as I left them both

behind

And Mother's getting weaker, Missy

shouted at My back

I hate You