I can't write you no more.

by Miranda HEARTCORE   May 6, 2008


I've written you a million times,
Everyday for the past year,
but still you don't reply ma,
I call the house every night, and
I go to the house every weekend,
The strange mans name that lives there is Dexter.
Did you know that ma. His name is Dexter.
Why did you leave me?
There was NOTHING wrong with me.
I've been blaming myself but now I realize,
It's not my fault. All I ever wanted was for you to love me.
All you did was beat me. Ma I didn't do anything.
I know I went with my friends a lot but I wanted to be HAPPY.
Why couldn't you let me be happy?
Every night I'd come home on time or early,
You'd be angry! Well it's my turn to be angry.
When you were sick I'd look after you.
When I was sick, you'd just scream and scream.
" OF ALL DAYS TO BE SICK YOU PICK TODAY, WELL EFF YOU. "
I remember the last time I saw you, I was being taken away.
You were finally happy, smiling ear to ear.
I can't believe you. I'm your goddamn daughter,
In the stories your suppose to love your daughter.
My friends mom loves her daughter.
SHES WORSE THEN ME, why couldn't you love me.
Day of starving myself because you were to poor to afford food.
I'm tired of wasting my time thinking about you ma.
I'm done with it.

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