Madison Balmont Poet I do not know?

Un-Mother / Heartless

I hate it, I hate it.
Everything that she does.

I hate her, I hate her.
There's nothing that she loves,
But herself.

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And I see
Her different now.
There are faults that
Were never there.

Never supposed to
Be seen by me.
Meant to be hidden,
And just leave-be.

~

I hate it how she makes me mad
I feel I've given in.

I hate it how she thinks she's grand,
Always thinks she'll win.

I hate it how I fight her back.
I kick her down, she still attacks.

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I feel the evil
When we fight.
I wish you'd leave,
Stay out tonight.

I don't want to
Be here any more.
MY whole body
Is achingly sore.

When we yell
It hurts my bones,
Like you've thrown
Some violent stones.

When we scream
My throat hurts,
Like you've thrown
Some cursing dirt.

When we fight,
It hurts my eyes.
You need to stop
These stupid lies.

~






~Written in 2003 (Friday, 7th, March) when I was fourteen.

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