When You Come Home by Angel In Tears

A body lays of a daughter you sought, but never got.
Disappointed. But now bereaved.
See the truth. See the colours she was.
Covered in blood. All cut up.

Can’t you handle the truth?
It’s me. The one you told “I love you”.
Makes you sick, huh? A body of mine.
Look how rebellious I can be!
I had enough. All those fights we had.
And all that bitterness which was caused.
But I have gone and erased it all.
No more lies.
Just the truth.

Your precious daughter was definitely not you!
Not even close to the truth,
I am nothing like you!

I DON’T LOVE YOU,
I HATE YOU!

Taylor James (212.85.21.178) -- Wednesday, May 11 2005, 01:51 pm

errrr.....
well i can see alot of emotion went into this poem, and i can se you have strong feelings about your mother and as you once said to me "you only have one mum try the best you can to get on". and i believe that it does speak LOUD and CLEAR good poem as always

Angel in Tears (195.195.115.4) -- Wednesday, May 11 2005, 02:14 pm

lol
Yeah, loads of emotions when I wrote this..Everyday I do the best to get on with her, but sometimes it's really difficult. Glad you like my poem!

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