The affect of suffering

Once was a fellow  strong and rough
Become that way cause of his name
Mother is was like johnny cash
And named his boy laurie not sue

Boy grew up hating his mother
This boy grew up strong
Fights were an every day thing
Broken noses and bones were

The boy into a man still hates
He claim he defends lesser beings
But it was just the fight he was seeking
Easily visualized mother on end of a fist

Things you should know
The hate reigns cause of the suffering
The attitude shows to others to hate
Cause of the name got a fight with too many

This transferred into thunder
Thunder was his next hate
Thunder held him at a distance
Maybe thunder knew

Now with thunder this boy was a wimp
This boy thought thunder was love
Thunder showed him not
Thunder held him at a distance

Any good mother should know
The suffering that you shall feel
If you were to let your guard down
But this girl didn’t know

The suffering was to feel with this intro
The writing was to read
The suffering that felt was in the writing
Don’t fall for the beauty of writing

He is suffering and he was not be happy
Not to be happy until the girl is suffering to
When things were working and writing
Writing seemed not to stop

This the girl did not know
If he didn’t get constant attention
He will call her a b***h
Her black heart left him alone

The poor girl suffered the arrows
Arrows of his words penetrated her
Dug deep in her soul and making pain
Suffer she did continued a minute

Minute was like forever
He renewed when dust settled
She silenced her voice
He was sorry while she was mad

But she knew the easy of arrow
If he was to think she is ready suffer
If she was not to show her mad
The arrows were a minute behind

Now you wonder why did she continue
And she wonder too for the love of writing
Any feelings for the writing was dead
Any attempt to resuscitation was to fail

Cause you think of her madness
He would learn but break up was at hand
Now he bought to open forum
Aired for everyone to see the stupidity

Many knew it was timed for her to never
With this in open forum there can not be
Never to renew for the burnt marks she has
In the open forum she is stupid to return

Does this all show that the boy is rough and tough
The hate for his mother is felt  with the girl
She will never know the more writing
Cause he hates the good mothers of man

Now the girl knows the easy of turning her back
To live the life track she chose and the choices
The life does not revolve around all this hate
The girl moves on to a much more positive life

Always to wonder what will become of laurie
The hater of mothers of man to always find
A poor girl with his words of love and a dagger
The dagger for any feelings released

What you heard of this story ends badly for laurie
He is left alone to hate all those in icq.
The stories in icq should have been the clue
He already showed hate for other writers there

Reviews

[Dave]

Hatred is a virus that kills the soul.
The longer the victim goes untreated, the more potent the medicine has to be.
Unfortunately, hatred can easily spread to others that haven't been vaccinated against it.
I certainly hope that the girl in this story had her booster shots against contracting hatred!

Interesting to read. Perhaps the "ends badly for laurie" part in the last stanza is a bit much. As a reader, I'm already thinking that it's going to end badly. No need to tell me that. Lead the reader, but don't point! =)

[Voltaire Mephisto (aka ..]

You're a deep writer. Your work seems to come naturally. It's a beautiful thing even if the thing you write of are not.