I hate her.
That's what i say,
I loved him.
That's what I feel.
I know he wouldn't like how things turned out,
I know he would be ashamed to call me his daughter,
And I know know matter what I should treat her like she gave me life,
But I can't.
I can't make him proud.
And I can't make her be how she use to be.
Maybe he would understand I tell myself,
Maybe he would be on my side,
All I know for sure is he would be disapointed.
As for her I think of killing her,
I think of her blood spilling as she takes her last breath,
As I stand over her with a smile on my face.
TOO FAR!
That's what I think.
HATE.
That's all I feel

Kill or Be killed

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/honor-thy-mother-and-father/