Too late
You already said the words
You already did the damage
Psycho witch
No amount of begging or holiday presents can
Take us back to where we were before
Tonight
For the first time in your life of lies
You told the truth
I know now
You never wanted me to be born
No use denying it
I heard it
As clear as day
When you screamed it
Right in my face
How I screwed up what could have been your perfect life
You were't a kid
You knew what you were doing
Could have aborted me, but you did't
Too bad daddy wanted me or you could have adopted me out
I'm sure that would have brought more of a smile to your ugly face then I ever have
My love has turned to hate
My heart has grown stone
No, I don't want you dead
Your poison words have't seeped that deep into my shattered soul yet
I do hope you suffer
I'm praying for it, actually
You hurt me
Once too often my young horrible life
Now its your turn
I hope for you that the misery never ends
I hope everyone you know reads this and turns their backs on you
The same as I just have
I'm hopeless
Sucidial
I want to die
And now I know why
Because of you
All these years
I blamed my father
When really it was you who was the monster
Feeding my endless nightmares and pain
You who caused an innocent young woman
To split into two different hate filled people
I hope you're proud of yourself, mother
Cos you've just killed your only daugther
Both inside and out
I will never be the same again
2008 Ramona Thompson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow I hate to say this but I know how you feel, my mothers the exact same... great poem