I sat down with my mother she asked me for a cup of coffee we sat in the balcony talking about life She asked me if I was okay I had no answer so i said yeah she said it's mysterious that you don't look like my flower I finally told her that all that's left of me are my thorns they tore my petals to burn them She said it will be okay she said that she believed in me more than she believed in God I thanked her for her unconditional love She held me close to her heart and said that I was enough to make my way out of this fight and into a lovely life