You make me sick
You make me sick
And there's nothing more to say
Why did anybody allow YOU
to be my parent?
A parent at all?
Who the hell are you?
And how dare you tell me what to like
What to hate
What to want in life
I know what's important to me
And you have no right to tell me
Family is more important than my boyfriend
He's been there for me... and YOU haven't!
Remember the time in the swimming pool ...
"I'll catch you"
And I was gullible five, and jumped
And then you turned to face your
OH SO LOVELY WIFE
AND I SANK AND SANK
AND I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK
I hate you for putting me against death
Taking away my imagination
My purity of life, scaring me with the end
Now I hate you so much
You wouldn't believe it
You're the God that isn't there
You're the bossy pushy son of a --
I can't say that. Son of a bitch? Not you...
Grandma is much more nicer than you
She doesn't tell me what's what
Unless I ASK FOR IT
How could she have birthed you?
I wish I could leave now
I wish I could go far away
I am so sick of you
Of your rules
Your family
I know it's all for my "protection"
Now you're smothering me
And it's upsetting me
It's choking me
Drowning me like you did so long ago
Tell me family is more important and PROVE IT
And if you can't then I'm leaving
And the next time you'll see me will be far away
In hell
(Yeah apparently I am pissed. Who couldn't have guessed? Anyway... yeah, it's like that emotional rant but actually I have something to yell at... I am so sick of it here.... I need out. It's all real, I did almost "drown" or whatever thanks to that no good son of a bitch. I want out of this house, this hell hole. This little thing called "family." I expect this to scare some people but whatever you know? I don't care... I don't... so yeah.... whatever... I'll work on it later or something.... ... *Sighs*)
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Your rage was really portrayed in this!
good rant...bad poem.
you sort of drifted here..yeah, very sidetracked when you rant
i mean, if we could express the same emotions we had when we were ranting in poetry perfectly, then the rants would be perfect, legendary poems. but they can't. in fact, when people rant they sound like crazy people and don't make that much sense, and it's all rather annoying. so maybe if you refined your work from rant to poetry but kept the same fiery passion, this would actually be a...well, poem.
Yeah, I'm pretty mad at my dad right now... and have been for a few months... It's extrememly annoying though.
I don't know whether or not to just ignore the feeling or write about it and get over with it...
But now I must return to my room to paint.
Thank you for the comments.
Wow, sounds sad, and well you seem mad, but I do like the poem. It shows emotion and feeling. Yes im sure you know that it needs revising, but all in all i do like it.
^What Reichieru said, and I also like the drowning metaphor...very nice
but you know it is just a rant, it needs ryhtem, flow...stuff like that. But I still like it.
I like it! Rants are fun.