A knife,
glinting so sharp
that you push into
my poor mother's heart.
You smile a grin
like a cat's that got the cream,
in your eyes I see
a twisted, evil gleam.
You pull it out
and stick it in,
again and again,
I'm so numb I can't feel anything
not even pain.
I see my mother fall
twitching on the ground,
then you slowly turn to me
not making a sound.
I try to run,
to get to my mother
but you stop me
and a scream I did utter.
Someone's seen,
they're running over
and you scatter,
not that it
even matters.
They call 999
but by then it's too late,
my mother had ran out of time
you could say it was fate.
Th ambulance comes
and takes my mother away
while I stand there
and stay.
They call my dad
he comes and
wraps me in a hug,
but why did my mother have to die?
that's what I don't understand.
That happened over a year ago
since then I've cried and cried,
but I wanted to write this because it's
how my mother died.