You sold me out and shamed my name. <br />This shattered Life became your game. <br />The wrath of God an endless flame. <br />Beware of how you claim your fame. <br />I myself shall hold no blame. <br />I know the truth and feel no shame. <br />A vengeful mother. A spiteful dame. <br />To me you're nothing. You're all the same. <br /> <br />You cut me swift. Your ax of lies. <br />Took siege my world. Your biased spies. <br />Don't look me dead within my eyes. <br />For you may combust to hordes of flies. <br />Your stench of pity and worn out cries. <br />Where wholesome truth just rots and dies. <br />The Word I'm taught. She now denies. <br />I lack the warmth a mom supplies. <br /> <br />The rage I feel is boiling hot! <br />It's spilling over my patience pot! <br />You hit me in the hardest spot. <br />But your sorry words shall reach me not. <br />All your hate, with truth I fought. <br />All my pain, you searched and sought. <br />But as Em would say, leave Salem's Lot. <br />For a ticket to heaven cannot be bought.<br /><br />Little King of Sorrows<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-435/
