Author's Note: This deal with some implied post-partum depression and I hope I get some of the poem right as I'm just a middle schooler and never even had a baby(thank God). I just felt like writing this poem since some mothers really do break down after having their children and even think of harming them.

You

I loved you when I was first presented to you.

I wanted for you to have a great mother like me.

I loved you when I first took you home

Yet in a few weeks that went by I wanted you gone.

I loved you will all my heart.

Yet when you cry I think of you as spawn from the devil.

I really loved the way you would always reach out your to hug me.

Yet I abhor the way you cling onto me like some new toy.

I really want to be there for you all the way.

Yet, I ignore you hoping that it made me feel better.

I don't want to blame you for anything.

But you caused my depression..

You would never cause me break down so suddenly.

Yet I want to kill you.

I would never want to harm you.

Yet, I do want to harm you.

I know I had bought you into this world and even with all the stress you put me through.

I want to take you out of it.

Yet, I think it's all an illusion.

And I need help.

How did all of you guys like it? I really detest flames so please don’t flame me or they will be deleted. I'm sorry if the point of view isn't good, I tried.