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die bitch dye cunt the color purple
my anger is justified I tried to let it go
but my childhood belief in a loving God has proven false
he rewards the cruel arming them with power it's his system you know
born into a pit of despair my lungs scarred 4lbs from my damaged mother
smoking while I was in the womb
her mind crumbled under the stress
I was left screaming out of need
my mother singing to a blanket
I was told I was found later that day soaked in pee
all of my milestones were ignored I have memory of being as young as one
taking my first steps God encouraged me
at least that's who he called himself
I guess i was sweet at that age
somehow I managed to stay alive
abandoned and left for dead
the system picked me up
and from there I put all my trust on my dad
orphaned and abandoned when he was nine
rejected by his adoptive parents who really only wanted his brother
he fought with anger demons
I love him with all my heart
I was wild having been left alone a lot
my stepmom resented my presence
my dad a womanizer sought comfort elsewhere
I was the perfect target for her rage
her cruelty subtle she did inflicted it with her mouth
with threats and intimidation
making me fear my father
listening to him try and defend me
soon he realized it was easier to take up my halfsisters banner
as long as I wasn't shown any love there was an uneasy truce
I didn't complain I fulfilled my need for a friend
in the girl next door
who never knew my true heartache because outside of the house
I was for the most part happy
repressing my feelings and forgetting my first family
swallowing my anger at my step mom who had as a nurse left me to die
at a sitters house more than once
with pneumonia and full blown asthma attacks
I remember fighting to breathe
she claims the house was haunted
it might have been but even in the seventies
they knew asthma and my parents smoking was killing me
and her neglect of me to this day burns
she was bent on proving my dad wrong
sisters I am citing Dune
they eat sex why should they pay dog?
mixed pussy does it best
shove your dog food up your ass
here I come bitch.
but my childhood belief in a loving God has proven false
he rewards the cruel arming them with power it's his system you know
born into a pit of despair my lungs scarred 4lbs from my damaged mother
smoking while I was in the womb
her mind crumbled under the stress
I was left screaming out of need
my mother singing to a blanket
I was told I was found later that day soaked in pee
all of my milestones were ignored I have memory of being as young as one
taking my first steps God encouraged me
at least that's who he called himself
I guess i was sweet at that age
somehow I managed to stay alive
abandoned and left for dead
the system picked me up
and from there I put all my trust on my dad
orphaned and abandoned when he was nine
rejected by his adoptive parents who really only wanted his brother
he fought with anger demons
I love him with all my heart
I was wild having been left alone a lot
my stepmom resented my presence
my dad a womanizer sought comfort elsewhere
I was the perfect target for her rage
her cruelty subtle she did inflicted it with her mouth
with threats and intimidation
making me fear my father
listening to him try and defend me
soon he realized it was easier to take up my halfsisters banner
as long as I wasn't shown any love there was an uneasy truce
I didn't complain I fulfilled my need for a friend
in the girl next door
who never knew my true heartache because outside of the house
I was for the most part happy
repressing my feelings and forgetting my first family
swallowing my anger at my step mom who had as a nurse left me to die
at a sitters house more than once
with pneumonia and full blown asthma attacks
I remember fighting to breathe
she claims the house was haunted
it might have been but even in the seventies
they knew asthma and my parents smoking was killing me
and her neglect of me to this day burns
she was bent on proving my dad wrong
sisters I am citing Dune
they eat sex why should they pay dog?
mixed pussy does it best
shove your dog food up your ass
here I come bitch.
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