The Devil You Really Are

Your breath reeks of the mouth of the devil.

when open, the air around you is filled with a stench smelling of the death of a thousand men.

Do you enjoy the filth that comes out of your mouth.

the hatrid and complete racism that surround your everyday life can be confined within your own quarters.

Would you like the world to know who you really are, this beast i am so filled with anger and utter dislike towards.

you are my very own mother.

We were great friends back in the day, then you changed and chose the path to better yourself.

you were oh so selfish in the everyday decisions you made.

You've hurt me in ways no mother ever should, so leave and stay away just like youve done beofre.

I can handle myself without you.

After all Iv'e done it for as long as my mind can remember.