Cammii
You'll be the death of me
Horribul mood so im going to write.
Blood sweat and tears do you know the feeling.
Pushing your self to the hardest but never reaching.
Giving up more than you should for someone you care.
Trying to help out but giving your self in the end.
**** that tonight i call it ends.
Its to the point im about to snap.
Loose self control, lets go from there.
The lights fade,and the horror starts.
I can't hold this anger back its grabbing me at my best.
Worked to the bone.
Sweat draining.
And my lungs collasping.
To be told this isnt enough .
**** that, I worked like a dog for you.
And this is how i get payed, with a smart remark, and disrepct.
Your nothing any better, im to young for this.
I wanted the best for your son, yea the ones thats struggling.
I opened up everything for you, but you let someone in.
And destroy what he has.
I shouldnt be so open minded, **** that im closing up.
Because your son has a child.
A knee in the fleash.
We work so hard to get rights over his son.
From the ***** who gave birth to him , is now hiding him.
Your a selfish little whore, money over your grandson.
I can carless of who i show to you.
Because im not the problem right now.
I give your son love and attechen, shy him away from his past.
Hold him during the night, take his suffering and tears away.
With that i fall madly in love.
I dont need your approval of who i can love dear.
It just happened to be your son.
Many females can give a damn about your son.
Just want him for his money.
Im the one standing behind your son, giving him the support he needs.
Pushing him to be his best. Work harder than he ever has.
To make something of him self, so he doesnt waste in this damn town.
I care for his son, just as if im the one who gave birth to him.
I dont need anything from your son, just love that hes been giving me.
Because like it or not, we are geting married, and having are own kid.
And keep pushing me hun , ill ****ing kill you.
Sorry i know not my type of poetry, just really stressed out over somethings.Love of my life father of my child , his mothers giving me hell.I been helping the love of my life try to get rights over his son, and try to give him something he truly wants. Memories with his son. I mean he has two bum ****s living with him, that doesnt pay rent threatins me and him. And where are friends, till they didnt like me and my love togather. My love cant kick him out because my loves mother owns the whole building. She cares about money over seeing her grandchild. Yea long story but just exsplaining alittle why this ones more violent.