Matricide Poem by Kitty Marie Lucas

how dare you come back,
rising from the grave in injust fashion,
while only waiting to die again? !

god, i loathe my closure
where i thought you had gone;
i wish to convert all my thoughts,
make them take your blood,
to cover your heart. and i'd love
to see you complete with all
the bits and pieces that you wronged.

yet, i'm the criminal,
stealing feelings and memories
from a forgotten life.
what a mistake.
(what a lie!)

who am i to ask all this of you...
i forgave you, i owe nothing.
the scales are even, and you return
bringing pain with the haunting.

such a pity, in this shallow grave,
that i had buried you to no avail.
you casually unearthed yourself,
caring not how i was frail.
now i take you back lovingly,
my violence,
my resolve growing pale.