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Theme Poetry "anger"
Written by: Dave, Verbal Punching Bag
Date: Tuesday, April 18th, 2000
Addressed to: Everyone
mother
beat me up
caress me down
that's all I knew of motherly love
you messed me up
scarred my body and mind
I can't believe you
these thoughts interrupt my life
telling me I am wrong
saying that I am to blame
yet you are the bitch
you screwed me over
you knew what you did
then you left me
with this pain I have
to never feel right at all
never to know a kiss
or feel the love of a woman
that isn't anything other than [jaded[
you make me feel guilt
pain is my constant friend
it teaches me to hate you
bitterness pervades my soul
you know what you do
and see how I feel
yet you feel nothing
you think it's right, [screw[ you
I think you are nothing
I care for you like you care for me
not at all, evil woman
I don't care to acknowledge you
you are not my mother as you claim
I don't care what the records say
nor what you wish me to be
all I was to you was your toy
and your punching bag
never again I say
for I am no longer yours
I am bigger than you now
I know what you did was wrong
it's not my fault
you cannot blame me anymore
I cannot be so naiave
if I see you again
you will be my punching bag
I will take back what you stole
with your angry touch
and your corruptive temper
or is it the other way
I don't care anyway
I never think about you anymore
yet I wish this was so
you stole what I most cherished
I cannot ever regain it
you have ruined all hope for me
my life is tainted with your pain
mind and body ravaged and jaded
conscience in a state of unbalance
so screw you, you parasite
I don't need your obsession
I am not like you, and never will be
this I promise you..
this I promise you..
This poem has been edited for words I deemed inapproriate to post. I am sorry if it takes away from the anger part. Thank you
Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Daedalan, in the year 246 AF.
Theme Poetry "anger"
Written by: Dave, Verbal Punching Bag
Date: Tuesday, April 18th, 2000
Addressed to: Everyone
mother
beat me up
caress me down
that's all I knew of motherly love
you messed me up
scarred my body and mind
I can't believe you
these thoughts interrupt my life
telling me I am wrong
saying that I am to blame
yet you are the bitch
you screwed me over
you knew what you did
then you left me
with this pain I have
to never feel right at all
never to know a kiss
or feel the love of a woman
that isn't anything other than [jaded[
you make me feel guilt
pain is my constant friend
it teaches me to hate you
bitterness pervades my soul
you know what you do
and see how I feel
yet you feel nothing
you think it's right, [screw[ you
I think you are nothing
I care for you like you care for me
not at all, evil woman
I don't care to acknowledge you
you are not my mother as you claim
I don't care what the records say
nor what you wish me to be
all I was to you was your toy
and your punching bag
never again I say
for I am no longer yours
I am bigger than you now
I know what you did was wrong
it's not my fault
you cannot blame me anymore
I cannot be so naiave
if I see you again
you will be my punching bag
I will take back what you stole
with your angry touch
and your corruptive temper
or is it the other way
I don't care anyway
I never think about you anymore
yet I wish this was so
you stole what I most cherished
I cannot ever regain it
you have ruined all hope for me
my life is tainted with your pain
mind and body ravaged and jaded
conscience in a state of unbalance
so screw you, you parasite
I don't need your obsession
I am not like you, and never will be
this I promise you..
this I promise you..
This poem has been edited for words I deemed inapproriate to post. I am sorry if it takes away from the anger part. Thank you
Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Daedalan, in the year 246 AF.