"coldfloor" poems
Hate is a strong word
that's why I choose to use it..
It explains exactly how I feel about you
A childhood destroyed
Happiness hindered
Grew up calling you mom,mommy, mama,mother
Treated you like there was no other
Showed you love only son could offer
I asked for a fish, u gave a snake
Looked for love but you showed me the stick.
Oh,How well I knew that stick
Asked for a warm bed and a pillow
All I received was a coldfloor and a Brick
But still my love for you stayed strong.. Even when told I don't belong..
Heart burnt so many times it no longer feels sore
You make it look like ****** cared for the jews more
A home with no love, a "family" of individuals..
What more could a minor ask for?
I want to fight fire with fire
Smoke blunt get higher and higher
An eye for an eye
Take your life and give up my place in the sky
But I can't,its not me.. Sure sometimes I see people get hit by cars and all I can think is how lucky they are to die
I hate you..
But I can't blame you..
As much as I write wrong about you I know I can't never right the wrongs about you..
Hate is a strong word..
That's why I choose to use it..
You need to change
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Oct 9, 2012
Oct 9, 2012 at 2:03 PM UTC