Just like every other day
She comes home to face her misery,
Numb from the daily horrors
Of the excruciatingly long day.
She gazes at at the picture
of her baby brother and sister,
With whom she never got to meet.
She begins to cry out
"Why me, and not them;
This useless waste of a life?"
Ready to join them on the other side,
She raises the pills to her mouth,
With the alcohol ready to force them down.
Suddenly she hears a whisper
Calling softly but strongly, saying
"Do it for us. Be strong for those who cannot,
and we promise we will do the same for you!"
she lowered the pills away from her mouth,
and dumped out every last drop of alcohol.
And with that , her strength was restored,
And lived on on honor of those who couldn't