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The Soul That's Still Alive In Me

My mom is dying
And me in front of her
I sit and cry 
The tears of endless pain..

My mom is dying 
And me fondling her hair
 with love, 
whispering to her ears 
that everything 
is going to be fine,
although I know it’s not..

my mom is dying
and me standing out there 
under the violent rain 
blaming God for 
taking her away from me..

my mom is dying 
and me contemplating
the pain that’s surrounding 
her heart..

my mom is dying 
and me hearing her 
utter to 
god to keep me safe 
and take her away soon..



my mom is dying
and me watching
the tears of sadness 
sinking in her lifeless eyes..

my mom is dying 
and me listening to her 
uttering to me her words:
“ don’t live your life miserable 
When am gone, 
Don’t leave the pain
Kill my heart up there
When I watch you cry, 
Live my life.
Live my life and keep going, 
Erase your past 
And write your future.
I’ll be taken away from this world 
But not from your heart, 
Not from your soul.
I love you my daughter, 
I love you..”

Sitting by the window
Watching the ray of thunder 
Hit the ground..

Sitting by the window
Listening to the drops of rain 
Fall..

Sitting by the window
Contemplating the darkness
Of the dark..

Sitting by the window
Crying
Crying 
Crying..

Im lost 
And nobody can hear 
my silent scream..

im lost 
and nobody can see
my painful tears..

im lost 
im lost 
im lost..

I got her the chocolate 
She always loved 
I got her the rose 
She used to be
And put them by her grave..

Sitting by he grave 
Talking to her
 with constant tears..

sitting by her grave
whispering to her
my thoughts..

As a fish needs the sea
To stay alive,
I need her with me to live

As a baby needs his mother’s love
To feel safe,
I need her with me to live

As we all need happiness
To keep walking, 
I need her with me to live,
I need her with me 
To keep my heart going on..

Sitting by the window again
Listening to the silence
 of the dark..

sitting by the window again
contemplating
 our happy memories..

sitting by the window again 
asking god
to have mercy on her soul
and promising my mom
to make her always proud..

as I fall into my deep sleep
I utter my last words:
“ I love you mom.”

Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2007

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