Two sides of one forsaken
will never be the same
becuase you lie so swiftly
as you play your selfish game
You've turned me on myself
somehow i hate who i've become
im your pretty tragic princess
in a twisted life that's just begun.
I feed upon the anger
your actions give me relief
from this constant hunger
built upon your silly grief
becuase you lost your childhood
you gave away your choice
you've tried to steal it back
taking away a daughters voice
i've hated you for so long,
there seems to be no end
your the mother i was robbed of
who thinks she can be my friend
becuase i've slowly found my way
ive built up my future life
i'm looking for a way to forgive
before i'm his new wife
you've already taken so much
i won't let you have much more
if you want to be my mother
then stop acting like a whore
Walking away from hatred
is the last thing i thought i'd do
but there are things more important
in my world now, than how i feel about you.
so lets end this with peace today
lets not make this the end
even though this tragic princess
doesn't regard you as mother or as friend.
Author notes
I sort of used several stanzas you put up, metaphorically and conceptually, as the inspiration here. #'s 1,2,4,7, and 17
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Comments
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Well I have been guilty of using more than one prompt at a time so I guess I'll have to let it slied heheh. This poem packs quite a powerful statement and I can see how the different prompts fit. Thank you for entering the contest.

