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Hi, Mum!
hey mother, do you fear me now?
the bastard child that you tried to drown
told me we would be forever
then you turned your back on me
said our love was special
guess that was all fake
all dressed up and smiling like a good boy
playing along for your friends
behind closed doors we created sick sins
never should I ever open my mouth
is what you said
we would fuck in the dirtiest ways
“choke me baby, choke me!”
is what you told me
talking everyday when he was away
like your life was such a horror
this man was just a victim like me
lies, all lies!
I didn’t care though, I felt special
even if I'm just a monster
hi mum, why are you so distant?
did you find that conscience you been missing?
knowing lies can’t hide the truth forever
I found out you used me for your sick desires
but you only knew the weaker me
you never really knew what I was capable of
a knife wielding child with a pool of hurt
calling me names, and telling me to go
you betrayed me so heartlessly
so I told anyone I could about your sick fantasies
pathetic cries from your mouth
pointing as you turned the blame on me
why would anyone believe this bastard child?
got fed up, took my knife and opened you up
let your lying heart bleed out
you crawled away coughing up blood
I wanted to finish the job
but my tears wouldn’t allow it
thinking maybe one day you might forgive me
but some things can’t be taken back
now you’re gone, maybe lurking in the dark
and as for this child, I’m all grown up
a nice respectable man
that has learned from his past
the bastard child that you tried to drown
told me we would be forever
then you turned your back on me
said our love was special
guess that was all fake
all dressed up and smiling like a good boy
playing along for your friends
behind closed doors we created sick sins
never should I ever open my mouth
is what you said
we would fuck in the dirtiest ways
“choke me baby, choke me!”
is what you told me
talking everyday when he was away
like your life was such a horror
this man was just a victim like me
lies, all lies!
I didn’t care though, I felt special
even if I'm just a monster
hi mum, why are you so distant?
did you find that conscience you been missing?
knowing lies can’t hide the truth forever
I found out you used me for your sick desires
but you only knew the weaker me
you never really knew what I was capable of
a knife wielding child with a pool of hurt
calling me names, and telling me to go
you betrayed me so heartlessly
so I told anyone I could about your sick fantasies
pathetic cries from your mouth
pointing as you turned the blame on me
why would anyone believe this bastard child?
got fed up, took my knife and opened you up
let your lying heart bleed out
you crawled away coughing up blood
I wanted to finish the job
but my tears wouldn’t allow it
thinking maybe one day you might forgive me
but some things can’t be taken back
now you’re gone, maybe lurking in the dark
and as for this child, I’m all grown up
a nice respectable man
that has learned from his past
Published 9th Mar 2015
| Edited 10th Oct 2019
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Anonymous
9th Mar 2015 10:11pm
This was hard to read but it was dark pulling me to read it to the end. Wonderful way of turning something dark into ink.
9th Mar 2015 10:15pm
9th Mar 2015 10:23pm
Very creepy,
It reminds me of the movie " the orphan" a little bit.
Very intriguing and creepy
It reminds me of the movie " the orphan" a little bit.
Very intriguing and creepy
9th Mar 2015 10:27pm
9th Mar 2015 10:40pm
Yes, very dark, D. Very difficult to read this type of abusive evil. You did a fine job-t
9th Mar 2015 10:43pm
I'm glad ^^ difficult read was what i was going for :-)
Thanks for the read
Thanks for the read
9th Mar 2015 11:29pm
10th Mar 2015 1:13am
9th Mar 2015 11:39pm
"A knife wielding child with a pool of pain"
Possibly my favourite line :D
beautiful and dark
Possibly my favourite line :D
beautiful and dark
10th Mar 2015 1:14am
10th Mar 2015 7:36am
9th Mar 2015 11:40pm
Ugh this poem made me feel so uncomfortable, really dark and nasty!! Awesome job writing this poem!!
10th Mar 2015 1:15am
Anonymous
10th Mar 2015 00:25am
makes me think of actual stories in history
10th Mar 2015 1:16am
It does remind me of older stories too.
Has a feeling of truth to it, i guess ^^
Has a feeling of truth to it, i guess ^^
10th Mar 2015 00:38am
I really truly love the dark and Sick consept of this poem truly just in love it's like a creepy horror fantasy story that a petifile would dream up or something I don't know...
10th Mar 2015 1:12am
I hate the idea of pedophilia. I have family members that had to deal with such darkness. I hope no one takes this as anymore than a dark story though.
Glad you enjoyed :-)
Glad you enjoyed :-)
10th Mar 2015 00:54am
You did an excellent job. So powerful and just what I needed to hear; truth about dirty little secrets that only come to light as more sick fantasies are lived through the eyes of children cloaked as adults. It's twisted. Great write.
10th Mar 2015 1:19am
Thanks Pishashee ^^
Probably one of my darkest writes. I've wrote some dark one in my days too, lol.
Probably one of my darkest writes. I've wrote some dark one in my days too, lol.
10th Mar 2015 6:20am
Sick and evil. But definitely a good write.
We never really knew what's happening behind closed doors.
We never really knew what's happening behind closed doors.
10th Mar 2015 6:30am
17th Mar 2015 11:32am
This was intensely interesting,
Very creative, and truly haunting.
Great idea and fallow through 😊
Very creative, and truly haunting.
Great idea and fallow through 😊
17th Mar 2015 11:43am
Thanks ^^ I'm very proud of this poem.
Not always do I love the stories I write, but I did love this from start to end :-)
Not always do I love the stories I write, but I did love this from start to end :-)
