She told me
“Don’t be like me
all your life
taking care of others
and at the end
just find yourself alone
with nothing
no ambition,
just waiting to die”

Deep ain’t it
Well the past
Can affect us
In ways
Where we don’t wanna be here
Where we live
And don’t have a fear
Losing a loved one
Year after year
Makes you wonder
If there’s anymore tears
All has been shared
Numerous times
Wandering thoughts
Occurring through
One’s mind
Seeing a beauty
But on the inside
It’s lonely

How can one
Support so many
And still feel empty
Working hard for others
But that’s the hard work
Done by a mother

Written By B.T.Y. in 2015

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