I Hate You

You took everything from me

My family

My free will

My mother

And just when I think I get a little back

You snatch it away

For the first time

In my entire life

I felt happy

And secure

Then you had to ruin it

You took my father

Than gave back traumatized

And for what?

To prove a point?

That you can do whatever?

It doesn't matter

Because I had him

But you couldn't handle that I was happy

Could you?

So you took him from me

In the most brutal way

I watched him die

Powerless to do anything

What was the point of it anyways?

To get me to come back?

To make it seem like I had no one left?

Well congratulations

You succeeded

But not in the way you wanted

You succeeded in make me hate you even more.