I hate you, your worthless and you mean nothing to me Your voice makes me sick to my stomache and I dream I could kill you and watch the agony in your eyes I hate when you talk to me because you say nothing good You put your hands on me but I can't do anything but sit there and cry I hate how you treat me As if I have no feelings You act like the perfect stepfather but behind closed doors your a nightmare I hate the fact that such a horrible man can make a mother so happy And the way she tells me she loves you and would never leave you I hate it that you make her life better and how you ruin mine Your so nice to my family but treat me like shit And mostly I hate it that I have to put up with you for the rest of my life The touching and put down words The hitting and screaming The bruises and scars The bad experiences and tears When will it all go away?
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Birth sign: Pisces
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