to the one i hate but never knew is this feeling capable of being true 17 yrs today

to the one i Hate but never knew contemplating if this feeling i feel

even capable  of being true i understand you were young Nava momma

died b you were sixteen your life wasn't great but does that mean youth

to take to the streets find the needle to poke so deep in you it pierced me  

to hurt to throw away a chance comake a life forth young one you were

carrying that you weren't given you mama was snatched away at a young age 

i understand a love for a mama is a need and demand but didn't you realize

by her death cuckold give life os to me you could instill love instead of 

crack and a pill jail WA your home it was  almost mine for to long i had moralize

you followed a path blaming everybody for the mistakes that were your bad you

could given me all you had even if it wasn't much  i would took and loved it for

what it WA you r only right mistake that a blessing god gave was the day you 

got so drunk so high up on the drug that cps came toad hospital took the little

baby that just came from Rutland inside the womb of am Dom she never

took home the mother title wheresoever but could never be rightfully

bestowed but by god grace of your mistake i WA given a proper with my

sisters ho you also neglected and never cared for  but that does meanie don't see my big sis the one i should look up to everyday hating the mother that truly love she gave because she was sick of  mothers of a

mother that never gave she cant realize the love of a mother

that truly deserves a prize for best mom in gods eyes

she put up with fad and many other things that she

didn't even cause and a nd strigil the love from stepchild she

nurtured back to

health in body & mind slot down come

so yes this feelings real a hate for someone i don't

know forth pain she never know she caused me only 17 dedicated to the one

I'll never know 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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