mother, you looked away from the road
to comfort me
as the tears streamed down my face
a second is all it took
you swerved and turned
losing control
and we rolled down the hill
mother, your screams scared me.
if only i wasn't so sad
you wouldn't have to comfort me
maybe we'd be okay
if i had only believed it before
i'm sorry, mother.
YOU ARE READING
Okay.
PoetrySometimes to know it's okay can be the hardest thing you have to do. But no matter how it may seem, just remember it's true. ____________ Lowercase intentional. I'll let you decide which parts of the story is true and not.
