i feel like a coward,
leaving behind a burning house,
leaving behind my mother in the burning family
because the fire is melting my skin away
because I'm scared
because in the heat of the moment
i said yes to my life
but also no to that of my mother

my mother is a silent woman
she swallows her fears
shushes her anger
she hides in corners and
folds herself neatly like she
folds my blanket every morning
into a neat square and keeps it away
in the cupboard
locks it and the world goes on
my house is burning,
im screaming for help
in another world
someone comes to rescue
in another world
the house was never on fire
in another world
my mother, i were happy.

author's note:
for context, this poem is written about a daughter who has to leave her mother behind in the house she grew up in; she leaves for the beautiful world and leaves behind her mother. :)