I haven't forgotten the lessons you taught me.
Still frames of negatives of what my life has become.
Wounding whispers of what you did to your boyfriend.
I remember all the noises, all the stares, I can not escape.
Love is a stupid emotion that will weigh me down.
It will cloud my judgment and I will fall apart if I give in to its embrace.
But hatred is something I can hold onto.
Hatred is my weapon of choice in a system that only lets me down.
I moved from place to place never feeling like I belonged.
Once in a while I did let my guard down.
I tried to fit in but your words broke the spell.
Hatred became the elixir I drank in my darkest days.
Mother I know all the lessons served a singular purpose.
You were right; loving someone only lead to more pain.
I never belonged because I saw what the world was all about thanks to you.
Your message has become my message and my gift to you is the hatred you fostered in me.
Author notes
I remeber these quotes very well. My poem for those who don't anything about the book or movie is about a girl named Astrid who moved from foster home to foster home because of her mom being arrested. My poem is about how the mother's message was received loud and clear but its unintended consequence that the mother didn't anticipate was her daughter hating her for what she did.
Option 1: “Isn’t it funny. I’m enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you. Changes its mind. But hatred, now. That’s something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It’s hard or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but hatred cradles you. It’s so soothing.”
Option 6: "I know what you are learning to endure. There is nothing to be done. Just make sure nothing is wasted. Take notes. Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of poisons is essential.”
A contest entry
- White Oleander [[quotes]] by Viva La Vie Boheme.
600 points, ended April 16, 2008, 10 entries
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Nice! You tell Astrid's story very well, with excrutiating accuracy, my heartbleeds for her (and she's not even real
) everytime I read something about it. Thanks for the entry!
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