I need you to hold my hand.
From crossing the little old gravel road
To helping me find wonderland.
Dear mommy, please don't hate yourself.
I love the way you used to be.
Happy and joyful, so filled with love
Or at least that's how you seemed to me.
Dear mommy, maybe I don't understand.
But please don't let yourself go.
I need you now more than ever,
And more than you'll ever know.
Dear mommy, please don't leave me.
I love you.. Don't you understand?
Mommy, please don't kill yourself.
I still need you to hold my hand.
I've been meaning to comment on this for a very long time but whenever I so much as skim the first stanza again, I start sobbing and shaking until I wear myself out and fall asleep…
It's, it's a very nice piece but… .
It breaks my heart and I feel helpless because I've tried everything I possibly could think of to help my mommy and nothing ever seems to work.
I know I don't show it sometimes but I love her more than my own life and I just want her to go back to being the strong, beautiful, happy woman she was when I was a little girl… I want someone to read this and please help me because I'm scared for her and I feel like a worthless daughter and I just want to give up. If I can't save my mom then I don't see the point in being alive any longer…
I finally stopped crying and I just took some Benadryl. I'm probably going to fall asleep soon, so I'll stop rambling now and log out.
Ignore this if you want…
dammit. But great job anyways.
- Lyric excerpt from "Centre for Holy Wars" by The New Pornographers (Yes, That's a band name.)
this was really good
I like how you used mommy instead of mother, it makes it feel more innocent >u<
"We cross our bridges when we come to them then burn them down behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except the memory of the smell of smoke, and the presumption that are eyes once watered." - Tom Stoppard
Thank you for sharing such a personal piece with us.
I really hope your mom is going to be better soon.
- I don't usually comment to related a story to my own life. I do like to stay on the subject of the original piece of art. But I do feel like this applies to many people and their lives, including mine. My mother had cancer and discussed suicide with me once. She didn't know that in just a week she'd meet the man of her dreams, in just a month, she'd receive her last surgery, and in just two months she'd be the happiest woman in the world. She is alive and well. The world can take a turn for the worse, for anyone, but it can just as soon and just as suddenly take a turn for the best. Thank you very much for this piece of art. It makes me feel a lot of things. I'd just like everyone to know that nothing is ever the end unless you let it be.
I can picture a story of it in my head, it's so sad.
May I try to make a drawing based on this poem? 'Cause I have somthing in my head that I really want to draw.
It got better for us, but not her. I think she sounds bitter sometimes and regrets it.
She doesn't get that she chose to leave, I think. And dad always tells us not to act like her.
Damnit, mom and dad! Why can you not move on?! We're still here!
This poem means so much to me, thank you for posting it. <3
I really see the pain you must've written this poem with; the emotion in it is beyond beautiful.
And in your authors comments, I feel the same about my mother.
I've known so many moms disconnect and It always hurts