November 6, 2005
I HATE YOU FATHER
I hate you father
Left me when mother died
She said I was a good child
You said it was all lies
It's just you and I now
Just us all alone
You always come back drunk
To our unhappy little home
I want to leave this hell
To leave back all the pain
To wash the blood of my clothes
To get rid of the stain
Another dark night
Again Storms fill the sky
Oh father, my dad
I wish you would die
The rain out here
Is getting so cold
No friends to help me
I cannot be consoled
All I have now
Is my trusting sword
And the clothes on my back
Ready to withstand
Any of your attacks
For indeed I will kill you
The next time we meet
This time I will not be in agony
I will not lie in total defeat