Let me leave

Let me leave

I am being tortured with words you say you don't mean

I know you mean it

Let me leave

It's like I was born already damned for hell

That's your fault

Let me leave

If you love me, you'd let me go be happy

I know that won't ever happen

Let me leave

I am a lier, a trouble maker, a f**k up

Thank's mom

For the monster you've created

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

Tough poem!! I thought the whole time you were speaking of someone who wasn't blood to to at all. I was actually CALLED a monster, kicked out while still chewing supper with siblings, hit to every syllable that was screamed in my ear, and threatened with foster care, just because they blamed me for their divorce in my younger years!! They are peaceful and much more loving these days. Especially my dad, after my sister died, is a lot ,more calm, but my mom just blamed it on religion, and tells me to get over things of the past. It's a lot like your quote for your page.... something to the affect of "Don't let regret kill you because it's in your past and not your present!" It's beautiful, but has to be adapted and adopted carefully. : ) Your mom is going to be, possibly, your best friend some day, so take your own advice and nip it in the bud before anything starts. : ) *Big Hugzz* xoxo -Mark