Mother

They say that I have to love you

And I ready do

I loved stabbing you with the knife

I loved hearing your screams of pain

I loved your lifeless eyes

They say that I have to respect you

And I really do

I respect your moment of death

I respect your fear of me

I respect your pleas to “stop”

They say that I have to be thankful

And I really am

I'm thankful to that knife in my hand

I'm thankful to the hungry dogs outside

I'm thankful to the big yard behind the house

They say that I have to worship you

And I really do

I worship the wounds I caused you

I worship the blood streaming freely

I worship the death taking you away

They say that you're my mother

But they are wrong

The earth is my mother

The sky is my mother

I am my mother

I treated you like someone you are not

But now that I hate you

You got what you deserved

The parts of your lifeless body

That weren't eaten by the dogs

Are buried in our back yard.

I hate you mother

And I killed you for it

I hope your spirit never rests in peace

I am happy now that you are dead

mother!