Dear Mom; You made my life a living hell
Dear Mom;It feels like the world araound me is falling under ground,
Whenever you're standing there next to me.
I don't feel any good with you by my side.
You made my life a living hell,
I didn't know if I ever could survive.
But now that you're out of this house,
almost out of my life.
I finelly can smile again.
I feel it in my soul,
see it on my report card,
that things are like it should.
we don't argue alot any more,
and I consider that a good thing.
You made me cry everyday,
made me suffer, let me through pain.
I don't ever want to see your face again.
If only I could tell you what I feel,
face to face, without you getting mad or any thing.
If you could unsterstand how much I've cried bacause of you,
if I tell you the real reason why I don't wanna come.
after all, it was something real.
It desurvs to be told.
I wanna talk to someone that can help me,
wanna talk to someone once a week.
Maby we can get some time of?
Just to cool down.
Just a little bit?
I don't have the heart to tell you,
a mather a fact, I won't be able to tell you.
Cus my feelings will be streaming out,
I can't even look at you without thinking about everything that you've done.
I hate you, and I always will.
You made my life a living hell.
Poetry by kittipuusen
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Written on 2006-06-01 at 20:18
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