Mother

by Daylight Lucidity   Apr 24, 2013


She danced the dance of the devil's ball,
Accompanying me to the fiery depths of Hell
And I wish her the worst of outcomes, for she is the beast who started it all:
The depression, the suicidal thoughts, the suicide attempts, the never ending urge to please- but never hearing my screams for help.

Mother, dearest, I hope you burn in the fire you built
I hope you squirm under my hateful stare
For sixteen years you made me feel like filth
As if I could never be the child you wanted, as if I never deserved your care.
You ruined me, your eldest daughter of three,
Why couldn't you love me like Daddy does?
What did I do to deserve all your hate? Nothing, Mother, I despise you wickedly
As I throw away the trash that was our relationship, one that never was.
You never gave me the slightest inch of a chance,
See these scars on my arm, Mommy?
They brand me as the daughter that only wanted to please you, now I know I can't
See these tears in my eyes? They are burning because of the pain you cause me!

Mother, darling, I wish to see your "perfect" little family crumble
As your lies, your sickening lies, destroy all of the facade you created
To make everyone turn their backs on me; do you feel that thunder rumble?
It's the devastating storm that is my heart, the one you so hated.
Feel the wrath of vengeance rising
I will be there when your life falls apart suddenly
You will see me on your burning horizon
For I am the one who wishes all of this to life.

Mother, dearest, you dance with the devil
Can you not see his hold on you?
Your schizophrenia has taken hold, isn't it terrible?
No. You deserve all the uncertainty of reality, this much is true.
I will be there at your funeral, trust me I will
But I will not be crying, not this time,
For I will bear a smile that expresses my thrills
Because the black cloud that is you will no longer be weighing me down, I will find the brighter side
Of this life I lead, of the name I create.

I will not dance with you, Mom,
Because I am better than the daughter you thought you had,
And I will walk away stronger
Than the scared, terrified, little girl you made.

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  • 11 years ago

    by ThebutterfliesMuse

    I love this poem write and when you write about anger wow you can really write lol.

    The first stanza wow!! The walk through hell I love the metaphor for real life. You have been through hell with thid person you call your mother. It seems she has hurt you so many times before but I love that you take her with you. Saying that have made many flaws in your life that cannot be fixed. She is always trying to please you but in her attempts she failed and became very depressed and suicidal. As you did as eell. You were trying to scream for help but no one would listen to you. Even your own mother wouldn't listen to you so you maybe used the attempts at suicide to try to make her listen metaphorically.

    You used your anger and hate for your mother to build this poem so that is great. Yes I agree with you that she burn in the fire she built after sixteen years of your life. We as humans always blame other people for our problems. It was a nice change of pace there. No I don't believe you did anything to deserve this but remember you are so strong inside of you. The past is very haunting and the memories are all drawn out here really so I love how you did that. The scars are a nice touch to a very sad poem. They are your war paint in the battle of life.

    Lies even one can tear anyone part. That is sad it happened to you though because you deserve happiness. I love the thunder too because when I hear it I can see the anger in your eyes and heart. There are always a storm of emotions..... I love it because the rain can represent tears and the thunder is anger so on...you want to be there yes. So see karma win and it might make you happy I hope it does. You are the one who wishes it... now all you can do is wait.

    I agree with the devil line because he makes us hurt anyone he wants to I feel. It seems like his hold on her is gripping. I think in reality we all want to see our loved ones pass on but to stop their suffering. I am glad uou are willing to stay strong for thats who you are inside. The images are so damn powerful here you paint a great picture. 5/5

  • 11 years ago

    by xXxMidnight SoulxXx

    Oooh i both had shivers and a big evil smile on my face! gosh i LOVE how this poem i could see in my mind the illusions the similies and the raw emotions portrait in this poem is powerful and i LOVE it too the depts of my bones! 5/5

    Queen Of Me