Mother of mine
I'm sorry, I tried.
I had to escape
I cringed, I cried.
I ran a distance.
I tried to hide.
I did seek help.
I saw no respite.
No future to me
No promising signs.
It choked my breathe.
It blinded my sight.
I know I hurt you
But I had to die.
I take my life
And yours too, with suicide.
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