not so bad poetry

Murder/Mother

I had realization about you
you tried to kill me
You did all those horrible things,
while i was growing inside you.
Because you already didn't want me
you couldn't have made it a merciful death
you tried to kill me.
and i didn't die.
I didn't die and now its all my fault.
your misery is etched into my skin,
into my lungs, filled with poison before i could breath.
Its in my blood oozing out whenever I'm loved.
Your misery destroyed me.
And now i don't know if I'm alive or just a shell of who I could've been.
you couldn't kill me and now I will never feel whole.