Bitter sweet hatred: Chapter 1

Published Nov 28, 2005, 3:01:40 AM UTC | Last updated Nov 28, 2005, 3:01:40 AM | Total Chapters 1

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I’m not looking for a pity party so don’t start in on that, lol… I just… wonted to share this with every one because I know there are a lot of people who go through the exact same shit as I do, and wears. So I thought I’d share this so that people who read this poem will know that the purest of hatred holds so much more than just hatred. It’s fed by so many other things before it becomes hatred. I… hate myself… because I can not love my mother for the life of me… and she makes no effort to make it easer to bare the fact that I never can and that I’ve given up all hope that I ever will.

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Chapter 1: Chapter 1

Bitter sweet hatred


So you think you can take it all away?
Think you can brake me and give me your pain
Think you can create more hatred in me
Think you can build the bitterness in me

Well I have something I’d like to say to you
That you can go fuck yourself and leave me be
That I’m not you
And never will be
That I’m not your fucking property
That you can’t scare me with your hate filled eyes
Or make me cry with your putrid lies
I’m through with you
You hear me bitch!
I hate you as much as you hate me
And that’s the only thing you have in common with me

And yes I hate myself for this
I hate myself for having a hand in this
Hate myself for being alive
Hate myself for these tears I cry

I use to try and hide the tears
So that you wouldn’t know
To hold my pride
So I could lie
So that it wouldn’t show

It’s ok to hate me
So do I
The things you create
not always what you want
not always loyal and easily bent
manipulated with corrupted hands that brake skin you’ll never see

there’s a monster inside me
just like you
I tare pieces of it apart every day
Brake them dawn and put them back
So I can have a heart

Don’t you love me?
This twisted, broken mess
This tainted soul you molded so tightly
Neatly dressed in shallow lies



I love you mother

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