Open your eyes. Look within. Are you satisfied with the life you're living? - Bob Marley
~flash back~
"Mommy? Are you OK?" The seven year old me asked. She lied still, unmoving. I thought of calling father, or perhaps an ambulance, but suddenly turned around with a devilish look in her - used to be brown eyes " of course honey,mommy's just draining the pain away". I didn't understand what she was doing with that needle. But I do wish I would have stopped her.
~flash back over~
I'll never forget those words my mother said to me. Those were the last words those pink ,cresent shaped lips she ever said to me. She died in my arms while I was seven. There was nothing I couldve done they tell me. But there was, there was something I couldve done. I just don't know what that thing was.
