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Meant to be
It’s been 10 years since my mom passed away
She was driving drunk and flipped her car down by the creek
It’s crazy because it feels like it just happened last week
She said she was taking a shortcut to work but I told her not to go that way
I thought with time I would get better but that was just a lie
Every other day instead of going to bed I just cry
I didn’t have anyone to talk to so I tried to forget about it
Then that was when the depression really hit
I substituted people for booze and dope
It was the worst way to cope
Driving drunk one day I thought I was fine
I was taking the same shortcut my mom did that time
Going way too fast for the upcoming curve
I ran off the road and instinctively swerved
This must have been meant to be
I went head on into a 10 year old oak tree
I thought I was ok until I looked to see
My mother standing at the same curve where she left me
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I was sitting at home one night needing to write a poem for my senior project, which is about depression, so that's when this poem came in my head.