Mom Poem

Poem After a Fight With My Mom

I wrote this out of anger, I had just gotten into a fight with my mom. She makes me feel really bad about myself sometimes and I needed to have some sort of relief. so I decided to write, it always makes me feel better.

The Fall

© Autumn
I don't know why I bother to try;
even though I know, you'll never be satisfied.
I'm not what you want, &: I'm not what you need.
but you're twisting &: turning my reality.
I'm lost in the shuffle,
buried with my troubles.
you're killing my emotions, &: losing my trust.
&: you look at me with a sense of disgust.
this is my world, &: you are my fear.
I think things would be better, without you near.
I'm losing myself &: cowarding down to you.
you're words they are permanent to me, just like a tattoo.
you're always right behind me, pushing me way to far.
cut me open, see the pattern of my scars.
all these people that think they're so tough.
try-- being reminded that you're never good enough.
you're killing me slowly, &: I'm almost dead.
I imagine you smile as you drift off to bed.
this isn't right, this isn't fair.
it's nothing, I don't expect you to care.
I'll paint this world, with my list of regrets.
I'll burn this city with my ashes &: I'll forget
that you weren't there.
&: maybe I'll be saved from this horrid despair.
I know whose right &: I know whose wrong.
but you'll figure it out, once I'm finally gone


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Published: May 2011
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  1. Michael Submitted on Saturday, August 24, 2013

    You've really written the teens mind. Thumbs up.

  2. Jenifer Submitted on Monday, June 23, 2014

    Don't worry, even I go through that every day, she calls me using bad words and stuff, it's nice to know that I am not alone in this world. Please poems are the only things that makes me feel better, so please, please write more poems.

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