my
mother
asked
me
‘you know you have me right?’
i
looked
to
my
mother
and
said
‘mom i know,’
my
voice
was
quiet
she
looked
at
me
with
such
sweet
­ sorrow
my
heart
caved
she
didn’t
need
to
know
of
t­he
tears
and
the
blood
she
didn’t
deserve
that
pain
so
i
smiled
and
made
s­ure
she
felt
secure
because
if
she
fel­l
apart
there
would
be
no
­hope
for
me
‘i’m worried about you.’
i
smile
at
her
words
‘good.’