Embrace the Hate

March 3, 2012
Blood flows from my wrist...while I throw objects in a fit of rage,
It's almost like I can't do anything with myself anymore...

I've let you gain control over me.

All I ever wanted was lousy "I'm proud of you son.",
Not some b**** who doesn't care about no one,
But herself, I'm just here to make her look good,
Because every time new friends from the neighborhood-
Drops by, she'll tell 'em every time-everyone,
"Oh, and by the way this my son.",
But you ain't nothing to me, you aren't anything,
The calm before the storm-I'm way past weathering-
My hate for you, sometimes I wish I would just die,
Put that same razor on my wrist and commit suicide,
But I won't, in the future I wanna call you over the phone-
I'm gonna make your life miserable 'til that day you die alone,
And that's a given, because anyone's trust you've ever gotten,
You've showed them that you're a backstabber and rotten,
I can't wait for this time frame 'til I leave and I'll the while...
I still love you mom, from your oldest child...

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StarStrukk said...
Mar. 6, 2012 at 9:29 am
wow.. you certainly have a way with words and expressing your emotions. I felt like you actually brought my in to this person's life to experience just what he/she was going through at the time.
Crimson_Kuma said...
Mar. 5, 2012 at 10:17 pm
Amazing, no matter how I look at it your emotions hit the reader, you are very good at writing keep up the good work. :)
Cinderdust said...
Mar. 5, 2012 at 8:23 pm
I like the poem. It shows a lot of emotion! There are some parts which could be improved on, but over all I like it. Great job!
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