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im bored so i decide 2 post some of the worst poems i ever written 4 u: the pain that i feel, the sorrow that i know will never leave this curpted heart, it is forever stainded and burned deep inside, no matter how much i try to forget i know how much you have mentally abused them, you might be differnet now but when u argue with your new wife i shall remember the days when i was little telling mommy not to cry and jamie and tony not to worry, that you're not that bad you're just in a bad mood again. i remeber when mom, you, or tony would fight, while me jamie, tony, or mom would be sitting on the couch, jamie holding me while we were crying. the way life is now is for the best, you and mom divorced. my brother and sister, (your step kids) free from the wordly abuse you would feed to them
 show_me_ucare · Sat May 12, 2007 @ 06:08pm · 0 Comments |
