cracked reflection

a mother/child relationship

I hate the way you look at me

I hate my very name

I hate the way your words are killing me

and how I'll never be the same

I hate the crooked smiles

the way you twirled your hair

I hate the very things you said

and all that you would wear

I hate the dullness in your eyes

the malice in your heart

I hate the very things I said

that tore me all apart

I hate the person that you are

the one who would destroy

and dear I see you standing there

I know before it's said

there's nothing more revolting to you

than a child who's undead

so come on out and kill me

kill the child you have bore

pick apart right through me

and what else is here in store

predict my own emotions

my own thoughts and questions then

then warp them for your choosing

and ring out my deathbed

split me up in two you see

-the hated me, and your fears

replace my own sound mind instead

with everything men fear

take away the heart of me

and make it black and steel

take away the human there

and make it less than real

then look into the eyes you see

that are overflowing with my pain

look at all you've harvested

at a universe bloodstained

looking for their kindness

instead you'll find a wall

looking for the heart of her

you'll find one who will not fall

you've destroyed the world that was innocent

at last you can now sleep

no more pesky stresses

and small trivial types of things

the mirror you see is broken

the girl now cracked and old

the life you knew before in there

is now just bare, untold

Author's Note

-this pretty much describes how I feel my mom views herself, how she trained me to be, what I'm starting to understand more

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is written with sad emotion and disappointment. Trying to find reason in the loss of love. I found in my time. Better to walk away and say nothing. The words that are spoken seem to open the wound more. So many statements in this poem stood out. I like the ending. A excellent poem.
Coyote