Hate

Kat1

Hatred burns deep inside of me

Mainly for all my family 

I hope they die soon, a painful death 

I'll spit on their grave when they're nothing left

 

They are nothing to me, mean less than a stranger 

The damage they've done irreparable

The abuse continues from childhood to now

No wonder I'm not fucking stable

 

I'm the odd one out, but just means I have heart

They don't understand that, the retards 

I just hope they all suffer unbearable pain

Then fuck off and die, cold, alone in the rain

 

I hope they get stabbed fifty times in the head

I hope they drown in ice cold water 

However they go I pray the pain is great

And burn in hell for eternity after

  • Author: Kat1 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 9th, 2017 13:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: Not how I feel today. But as with all my poems, how I felt one day. I\\\'m really not a bad nasty person as you will probably imagine. Just been hurt a lot. Think what you will
  • Category: Family
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  • Kat1

    Oh I don't wish that on my son. He's different. No my family are nothing like me. Thanks for your opinion tho. Couldn't care less what you think. You don't know me or what I've been through. You're nastier than me as I don't go judging people I don't know like a twat

  • Synesthesia

    It’s firm I’ll say that.

    But I can’t take too much, like that, from how you felt once, how you felt like writing once. Seems the healthiest thing to do.

    I think it’s brave, thanks for sharing it as is.

    • Kat1

      Thank you so much.

    • Saima

      You'll get through the pain, I understand all the hatred and you wish they were dead, I feel the same with my past boyfriends. If I had the chance to kill everyone that hurt me, I honestly would. I hope you're ok and you can always talk to me x

      • Kat1

        Thank you. Glad there are some nice people on this site too x

        • Saima

          Don't worry x

        • deepthoughts

          Honestly, I've had the same thoughts before. I have felt the same when I'm mad at my family. They criticize, lower my self esteem, have nothing nice to say to me. They use me as their free babysitter, free dinner-maker and free housekeeper with not so much as a thanks. I have been through this very pain an more. And I have before written stuff like this. Later though, you'll look back at this and take back what you said. I eventually do. You'll get through, you can always talk with me if you need. Talking always helps.

        • Kat1

          Thank you. Can chat privately anytime



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