third poem in a trilogy of neglect
hive-161465·@patar-star·
0.000 HBDthird poem in a trilogy of neglect
 What did you do to them? For you mother, all for you. I throw myself from the third storey, rope taut, the nanny from the Omen ruining a children’s party for my own selfish reasons. Showing the little bullies what the result of my family’s neglect truly has produced. Like I was. By a woman. That hates me for telling her the truth about her beloved violent son. My brother, not me. This isn’t a sad reflection of my mother’s skill. She gave me everything she said she was obliged to according to some rights of a child from some united nations. Though she forgot love and protection. I am the Nanny from the Omen, here to rip my family apart.  Release the black dog, and tear out their throats. There aren’t nine daggers that will kill me. I am not a bratty toddler with a black soul. I am a chimera all scales and feathers ready to claw their ‘normality’ to bits. Like Carrie I’m covered in pigs’ blood, my hatred electric. I am Leatherface ready to rend their bodies to meat. I am Regan spewing her pea-green vomit on my pristine family. My mother sucks cocks in hell. They taught me to be destructive in life and my eventual death at the hands of their children, who learnt their hatred through the actions of their parents, who label me ‘good for nothing’ I did this for you Damien For you.