Happy ending

Crouching like a coward,
In front of my therapists.
If only I could be straight forward,
But all I do is ball up my fists.

“Speak up love, what’s wrong?”
“You see the thing is,
I haven’t felt like myself for pretty long.”
Hell. I don’t say a damned thing at all.
My mouth’s stitched up even though there’s
a million thoughts flowing through my head.

The doc prescribes some pills,
So dad goes to pay the bills.
Mom stares at me like I’m a monster,
I wanna say, “I’m still your daughter.”

On the way back home,
Mom quickly wipes away her tears,
Home soon nears ,
And so does the end to our fears.

My little bro opens up the door,
All his toys are littering the floor.
He holds me close and I kiss his tiny head,
I say I’m tired and advance to my bed.

Dinner’s ready,
Mom comes by,
Only to find two lifeless eyes,
For on the bed her daughter’s body lays,
But oh she’s been dead for so many days.

Taped to the wall,
Mom finds a note which reads,
“Despite all that mending,
Only this truly is our happy ending.”