The Knowing-

The knowing that she might die
Is enough for any daughter to want to cry

Tears won't come, they won't fall
You have to stand proud and tall

Text me I whisper as I lean over the bed
And try not to cry as I kiss that dyed blue head

I love you my mom, I love you giver of life
Even though you've tried so hard to kill yourself with a knife

So many times I have comforted you
So many times have you been so tear stricken blue

Without you I wouldn't need to be a hero
Without you I am not a daughter but a zero

Please fight is all I can ask
Just this once final task

Don't give up on me just yet
For giving up is beyond any fatal bet

You have children and me to take care of my dear
Your loneliness is nothing that you should fear

It's the knowing that makes you so alone
But remember we are as strong as any stone

dedicated to my birth mother