Mommy Come Here

A broken mirror
A bloody fist
Laying on the floor with two slit wrists
Eyes with pain looking up at the ceiling
I start to reach
I find the bottle in what i need
I take the pills and feel the guilt
My vision blurs, i feel my heart pound
I wonder if mommy can hear the sounds
I scream and cry, i weep and sigh
But mommy doesnt come in
I know she is there, right at the door
I know that she doesnt love me anymore
I want her to see
I creep my way along the floor
She looks down
She falls to the ground
I realize her pulse collapsed
I touch her arm and nothing is there
My cold, dead mother right in front of me
There is nothing i can do
I know ill miss you
But i cant forgive
I wont forget
GoodBye life
Death is here
I really dont belive in you
I think i might go drown in my pile of tears
I whisper, "Mommy come here."