I feel anger
deep within my soul,
you never call,
you never visit.
Why?
You told me
you had your life
and I had mine,
does that mean
we should treat
eachother like shit?
I've never done
anything to hurt you.
Why are you
punishing me?
Don't you love me?
I am your
only daughter,
why can't you
give me the respect
I deserve?
Is that too
much to ask?
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Feb.8/2004
I enjoy anger poetry too, as a matter of fact what I have to hide is probly my favorite poem. This one is very spirited, I liked it a lot. Its a shame your mother treats you badly, hey at least you can do something productive with those feelings by making good poetry. Just try to stay optimistic, that often works for me. Remember the glass IS half full.