As the sun slowly fades away
so does her will
she spent the day drinking again
and swallowed too many pills
I know that life was hard on you
but dont you see its hard on your kids too
so on this dark and lonely night
I watched my mother try to take her own life
My brother ran a mile for help in the night
leaving me there alone in this plight
while she screams and cries and wishes to die
I wish I could help her, but I'm only five
Staring at the broken christmas tree bulbs on the floor
as finally help came rushing through the door
and they say that soon my father will be here to take us away
knowing that my mother wont be home the next day
As I watched them take her away
I couldnt think of a thing that I wanted to say
I just watched her sit here trying to die
and it occured to me that I'd never really know why
So what I learned that day when I was five
was that everday I should be glad to be alive
and it seems now that I love her more everyday
for teaching me this lesson, without her life being taken away
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