Carry On

Mama,
Help.
Please.

Get up.
I need you.
I can’t do it anymore.

Mama,
Come back to life.
I’m trapped in living’s strife.

Where are you?
I want to get to know
Your eyes.

Mama,
It’s not fair

Why do you get to move on?
But I’m stuck, here, failing to stay strong?

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