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I yell at her while I storm out the door
“I don’t care about what you say”
I stomp my feet against the floor
I ponder as I walk away from home
Why she always does this to me
Can’t she just leave me alone
That was that, it was time to flee
I had been in a Mental Institution for a year
Nothing was wrong with me then!
She just sent me up there out of fear
All this happened when I was ten
When I was there I was indulged with fear
How could she send me how could it be!
When I was there for a year!
How could she do this! Do this to me.
We just finished with a big fight
Now she wants to send me again!
This exactly like that one night
When she sent me when I was ten.
Suddenly a car whistles by and hits me with force
The pain was unbearable to me
My mom obviously planned this of course
She is probably looking over in glee
She rushes to the scene with tears in her eyes
She must be trying to act like she cares
She is always like this with her lies
Everyone got around me, giving me glares
“Son are you okay!”
“Why do you care you hate me”
“Son your mood swings had me in dismay,
I had to send you don’t you see!”
Why was this pain so bad!
She must be making it worst, I hate her so!
I can’t stand her pretending to be sad
I’ll have to end this, in front of my foe!
I slammed my head into the pavement twice
Everything began to get blurred, so fast
My mom started screaming at me with feist
At least my dreadful life wont last
As I gave my last breath I smiled
No one would notice I’d be gone
I can’t live in this world so mild
She wont care after today that I’m gone.
I hate her.
I’ll miss her.
Drunk
Iambic pentameter (god bless those stupid, pointless English lessons), with no rhyming scheme would have been better.
Still, a pretty darn good poem. Well done.
I yell at her while I storm out the door
“I don’t care about what you say”
I stomp my feet against the floor
I ponder as I walk away from home
Why she always does this to me
Can’t she just leave me alone
That was that, it was time to flee
I had been in a Mental Institution for a year
Nothing was wrong with me then!
She just sent me up there out of fear
All this happened when I was ten
When I was there I was indulged with fear
How could she send me how could it be!
When I was there for a year!
How could she do this! Do this to me.
We just finished with a big fight
Now she wants to send me again!
This exactly like that one night
When she sent me when I was ten.
Suddenly a car whistles by and hits me with force
The pain was unbearable to me
My mom obviously planned this of course
She is probably looking over in glee
She rushes to the scene with tears in her eyes
She must be trying to act like she cares
She is always like this with her lies
Everyone got around me, giving me glares
“Son are you okay!”
“Why do you care you hate me”
“Son your mood swings had me in dismay,
I had to send you don’t you see!”
Why was this pain so bad!
She must be making it worst, I hate her so!
I can’t stand her pretending to be sad
I’ll have to end this, in front of my foe!
I slammed my head into the pavement twice
Everything began to get blurred, so fast
My mom started screaming at me with feist
At least my dreadful life wont last
As I gave my last breath I smiled
No one would notice I’d be gone
I can’t live in this world so mild
She wont care after today that I’m gone.
I hate her.
I’ll miss her.
Drunk