Bad news

The haunting echo of a cried out whisper
The gut churning moment when she answers the phone
Stupid cunt fuckface whore
Try to hold back tears as you say hello
Silence on the other end
Which is good for some
Bad for me
As soon as her voice comes back on the line
A red line blossoms
Each word is a cut to me
You've ruined my life and yes
You will pay
For the abuse and lies and pain I've felt
For all the years of Hell you dealt
For the next time I hear your voice on the line
I'm going to strangle you with the cord
Mother dearest