Mom...

Mom,
I miss you so.
I was only six years old,
When you decided to go.
Why did you leave so soon?
I sit on my bed and look at the moon.

I wonder why you had to die,
Then it hit me.
You were murdered.
I will never forgive my self,
For all the things I said and did,
For all the pain I caused you.

I miss you so horribly, terribly, mom.
I need you now, more than ever.
Father died a few years after you.
And now I'm living with some adoptive folks,
Who don't understand me..

Mom, I need you.
I know that I can't bring you back.
Neither can I bring back father.
I just want a sign, any sign,
That you loved me.
That you cherised me.
I never really knew you,
I was only six.

But I just feel,
That I knew you in a past-life.
Why did you have to go?
I hate my adoptive folks.
I need you, mom.......