Hatred My Father

Hatred, Father, I call to you.
Deception, Mother, I fall to you.
Corrupted innocense, Brother, I crawl to you.
Suedge is the air around me.
I only have the perfume of helplessness and
hopelessness to guide me, to you. For hope and help is what you sell.
Corrupted by those around me, and you take pity, though I commit the
same crime.
Only in death will I understand.
Only in death will I be freed.
Only in death will I smell sweet breezes.
Father, Mother, Brother, and me.

life started

Life started when,
memorable pain is felt,

guilt is unearthed,

hatred is comprehended.

before this,

childhood is nothing

but a drunken deja vu

and only when you're

older do you realize

how drunk, stupid,

and mistaken you

were.


Soon I will even look back on this,

only to think it naive.