Too many words to say, and yet, I say them.
I waste your time, your strength, your tears.
I am laying next to you, mom
And I watch your lips quivering
Yet, I am talking.
Yet, I am hurting.
I have nothing left but you, mom!
And I will never share your pain
Yes, you are his mother.
Yes, he is my brother.
Please, tell me, mom
Is that the death we smell?
There, were life,
Here, a dying sister.