BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR

Mom, I hate you I wish you could die I wish I never had a mother like you I mean it My life would be  interesting without you I hope God takes you soon" ° The shut of a door  followed after these cold words leaving a woman lying on the floor with a child she was blessed by her child she was cursed words left her heart broken wishing they where left unspoken ° She thinks to herself "What did I do to deserve this why can't my own daughter  understand that God gave us a lot but delayed wealth. God, before your eyes  I've always tried tried to be a good mother uneducated but not naïve yes I didn't finish school but I brought her up  with the best lessons no qualification, no job but I made sure that she eats and get almost everything she needs her father left before her birth I raised her with love, alone but today she hates me Because I bought her food With my last money Which she wanted for her hair" her sad cry ended her sad thoughts ° she had no tears to drop anymore they all went down no one is there to give her a shoulder A shoulder to cry on The floor offered something to lie on For the day, it became her best friend It offered a cold shoulder but she was not put  in a position to choose Her eyes were wet Like she just got out of a shower with no towel to wipe her face With an African saying  she comforts herself to sleep ° Thirst wakes her up she feels weak tears drained her energy like a minor who can't walk she crawls to the cupboard to get a glass of water she moves like a tortoise she's in friction with the floor but because of her slow movement she makes no noise she tries calling the child next-door but her vocal chords utters no voice In pursuit of quenching her thirst she continues to crawl life leaves her no choice ° After a few minutes to what seemed like a race  between her and a 10 minutes hourglass she loses the race  she's with 2 minutes late the lifts her hand to get the glass she has sight of it Its a blue coloured cup she hardly uses it to drink water but she has no option she makes endless attempts  before the tip of her index finger  could touch the glass she's far from reaching it But she's persistent Finally, she manages to pull it  near the edge of the cupboard But it falls before she could hold it It breaks down in countless piece Following her heartbreak It had cooking oil in it It goes all to waste  and fills the floor Leaving it slippery She sees her reflection She's disappointed trying to act strong She tries to move the hand  she used to balance her torso with But there's no friction  to hold her hand statically Her hand slides  and the broken glasses  end up in her wrist She uses her last energy to scream but no one hears her she falls back down her head facing the ceilings the veins on her wrist part like lose guitar strings blood pours out like a tap that's fully opened time dries her blood flies find a playing ground heaven summons her name she smiles in the face of death She looks happy to depart earth ° Her child walks in she furiously opens the door to show the anger she still holds but life humbles her she finds a reaction late she calls an ambulance she cries while she tells them what her emergency is she falls down in the same tears  her mother dropped she wonders what happened the floor saw it all the tears, the oil and the cold blood only if it could talk her cry rises louder "Shhhh! Don't cry little one" her Mom said with a smile on her face  a smile she had  when she was really happy feeling her soul escaping her body "This is how it's meant to be Your wish came true I love you" ° her heavy breath stopped  like a truck that was pulling over her body was as cold  cold as the floor she was lying on her wrist was still clotting but she didn't feel any pain she wasn't thirsty anymore she forgave her daughter she wasn't crying anymore her journey to heaven  has already began careful what you wish for #J SERIES#