Chapter Three : When Crows Tick On Windows

Holding on to the doorpost of the bathroom As if he had just seen a ghost His body is frozen, eyes wide open He does not react to her voice What's wrong? A tear rolls down his pale face And then! The sight of their dead mother Floating in light red water flowing from the bathtub She had left the water faucet open Taken an overdose of pills and slit both her wrists No! She is dead! She is dead! Mother is dead! No! Mama, why? Oh mother, goodbye Mommy, why? Oh mother, goodbye When crows tick on windows Oh, when crows tick on windows