Why My Mommy
I always wondered why God made her the way he did.
Sad and confused.
Tired and angry.
Why my mommy?
Why does she have to cry when daddy calls?
Why couldnβt God just make him love her more?
Why couldnβt he just make her feel better?
I always wondered why life hurt her so much.
Tying her down to her bed.
Beating her from inside her own head.
Why my mommy?
Why canβt she just laugh once in a while?
Why canβt she just play with us when we ask?
Why canβt she just feel better?
Then one day she her fight was gone.
No longer strong.
Just a shell of the woman she wanted to be.
Why my mommy?
Why did depression have to take my mommy from me?
Why couldnβt she have fought harder?
Why do I have to be all alone now?
She wonβt talk and she wonβt even look my way.
My daddy had to have her put away.
They say sheβs dangerous to herself.
Why my mommy?
Why couldnβt you save her God?
Why couldnβt you just make her all better again?
Why God?
Why my mommy?
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