The unthinkable hell on earth
Started when my mother gave birth
Infancy where there is suppose to be nurture
Only turned my mind away further
I never seemed to get along 
Or understand what I'd done wrong
The psychical wrath unleashed
Holding the door shut, from this beast
The beltings I endured felt like the worst torture
I must be in the wrong, or is it her disorder?
As time went by I always cried
What is it about my mother I kept to myself
That she treated me like I was nothing else
I feel like I'm living life along side my shadow
Not aloud to be who I was to grow
I lead down the path of drugs to numb 
Now I've found myself in an unbearable glum
Sometimes the thoughts of not being around 
Scare me because I know I'm worthy of being found
So subtly the narcissist calculates her days
Only to make others praise her for the plays
Image and materials things
Matters most and it stings
She cannot love any one but her self
To the mirror she looks into thyself
I have accepted the hell I've lived 
How to untangle this feeling of being shivved
It's the ultimate feeling of betrayal 
Awakening to this in portrayal
Fuck the past it's to the future now
Upwards and onwards, anyhow. 
