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Why Me


Why me  

The sun was peeking through the clouds 

It was a nice November day 

All she had to worry about was  

An unexpected visit 

 

As the sun turned to stars 

Something just felt off 

They sat around each other  

And someone stifled a cough 

 

And then the bubbly mood  

Turned dark and serious 

And the look in their eyes  

Made us all feel curious 

(they said) 

There has been an accident  

Her mother was involved 

Alcohol was on her lips 

The problem wasn’t solved 

 

She had hit her head 

And now couldn’t wake up 

The mood had just then changed 

As all of it added up 

 

Would you like to see her  

Is what the parents asked  

Of course, we said yes 

But all of our feelings were masked 

 

Now they’re in the car  

And crystal’s dozing off 

The others started crying  

They were just too soft 

 

Then they all arrived  

And saw their mothers bed 

Her stoney eyes suddenly filled 

Her mother looked almost dead 

 

They all gathered around 

Looking at the cuts and bruises 

And partially shaved head 

 

The little ones were asking  

When she would wake up 

How could we explain 

That her time might be up 

 

This story has no end 

That’s how it has to be  

And poor little girl was left wondering  

Why me

 

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julianvaughan
<p>This poem is about the night that my siblings and my life changed forever, the night that we heard our mom was in an accident.</p>

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